The Brain. One of the most important bod parts. Why does it betray us so?
It makes us think things that arent true, make up create scenarios that will never happen, make us hurt for something we havent done yet.
Tommy doesnt know why his brain decided to do this to him but it did.
The teenager sits ontop of his messy bed with his head in his hands. His brain wirrling around like a blizzard.
Infont of him sits an opened lap top with a not even half written essay.
If Tommy doesnt finish this essay before the dealine his grades are done for, and his brain semmed to pick up on that because it keep making Tommy think of the worse possible outcomes ever imaginable.
Him being forced to drop out of his school, Him loosing tubbos friendship, wilbur making fun of him, techno being dissapointed, phil kicking him out, tommy dying alone.
It only gets worse.
But its fine.
He'll be fine.
The essay is about a book they read in class, he memorized it it didnt he? He should remember it, Why cant he remember it?
Its fine.
Tommy can just look online for the book, re-read it, and write everything down. All before the deadline! Everythings going to be fine!
So why does it feel like he cant breath?
Why doese it feel like Tommys world is closing in around him, The feeling squishing his chest together.
Why cant he just think?
Why is it so hard for him to be ok?
Why cant he be ok.
"..Mate?"
Phils voice brought tommy out of the dark.
"I brought you some food, since you were to busy to join us for supper." He said and he gently placed Tommys plate of food on his desk.
Tommy wanted to say thank you, but something was stopping him.
Maybe it was the tight feeling around his chest?
Phil seemed to notice.
"Hey mate if you ever want to talk about anything yknow me and your brothers are here, right?" He said.
Tommy only nodded and looked back at his lap tops screen, at the very few words that were written on them.
Phil sigh and left, closing his door.
Tommy shouldve said something.
Why didnt he say anything?
Phils upset now.
Its your fault.
always yours.
Why cant you do anything right?
"Shut up!" The teenager spoke out covering his ears.
But no one was there to hear it.
He was talking to no one.
Why does our brains do this to us?
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Body System
FanfictionA short story about Tommyinnits day to day life slowly getting more and more sad untill he ends it. TW: Major character death.