Sorry this took a while. My motivation has been awful these last few weeks so the story wont be updated as frequent. I will try my best but please be patient. Feel free to give me ideas as I need them.
It was the third day in a row I had eaten dinner in my room. My anxiety is becoming worse by the day. Every time I wake up it feels like the world is crashing in on me. I have barely talked to anyone. I'm shutting myself off more and more. I feel distant from everything I'm meant to be doing. I can't deal with this life anymore. The only time I open the door is when Scaratar comes in with food for me. She always looks so sad. I don't know what is happening.
2 weeks later
I was sitting in my room listening to music while writing. I had put on some my chemical romance while processing what I had written. I laughed at how terrible I was at storytelling and threw my pencil behind myself.
"Hey don't hit me with that" screamed Plixie. I had almost completely forgotten she was still in the room. The others had arranged for me to have therapists that would come in here, so I would have someone to chat with. I don't talk to them that often so they just sit there. Nice to have someone in the room though, bit lonely without them. I decided to put down my headphones and sit in my bed, chat with Plixie a bit. They were just drawing on some drawing tablet. You click a button and it clears everything. "You well?" I asked her. "Oh hey Loodvigg!" She said surprised. She's always so innocent. Wish I could have that innocence but Attmoz humour has screwed that over. He has a... lets say dark humour.
"Wanna get something to eat?" She asked. I haven't eaten with people in a while, this could be a step towards being more social. "I'm down" She looked at me confused. "What does that mean?" I forgot I was speaking to a celestial so they don't understand most slang. "Oh it just means I want to" She seemed excited when I said that. Practically jumping up and down. "That's cool! By the way we have practice in 20 minutes!" Oh yeah we do. I forget stuff I guess. "Welp we get food first, then practice, got it?" She nodded happily and stood up. You can't convince me she isn't on crack. She dragged me down to the kitchen and swung open the fridge. I could quickly feel the cold air as Plixie skimmed through what we had. "Ooooo sandwiches, want one?" She asked while holding one out to me. "Oh uhh sure" I replied taking it from her hand. It was wrapped in some plastic. I unwrapped it as Plixie was already halfway through hers. "You're gonna choke on that" I joked. She looked at me and laughed as she finished it, I hadn't even started on mine. "Come on eat already you're too slow" she yelled jokingly. I felt slightly uncomfortable when she said that but tried to shake it off. "Just give me a second damn" I replied. She laughed and walked out of the kitchen standing next to the door. After about a minute I managed to finish it. "There you go, now come on what you were writing was cooool" she said. She's interested in my writing? It's just a simple little story not to be taken too serious. People like what I make?
Dammit we have practice now, my least favorite part of the day. I have a constant sinking feeling during it, afraid to even mess up the tiniest of notes. It feels like I'll get yelled at but it has never happened. They just restart with a smile, but it feels like they have a secret annoyance they're just not showing. I know its a ridiculous thought but it's so hard to get over. I'm liked I know that but something just feels so off. Its a feeling that follows me around constantly and can only be escaped by sleeping.
I managed to build up the courage to walk outside, the afternoon breeze hitting my body. I saw the others getting ready as I stepped outside, the light almost blinding my eyes. It's gonna take a bit until I get used to being outside often. I had stayed inside for a while dealing with the paranoia anxiety, I needed time to deal with it.
"Oh Loodvigg there you are! You have a bit of time because we are starting in 10 minutes. We have everything ready we are just waiting for the others. Make sure your piano is tuned so it plays correctly."
Pretending not to be stressed is incredibly difficult, especially when your brain decides to only think about it. Good thing I have experience with hiding it, if I didn't everything would be worse.
"I'll get it tuned and get everything done, whatever you need." I said
I went over to my piano sitting beside a large pillar. Attmoz and Glaishur were sitting beside it talking romantic stuff to each other, they were always the lovebirds of starhenge, for better and worse.
Scaratar was in front of me, sitting peacefully and waiting for the others to arrive.
After a few minutes we were all here. I got to be placed in the corner away from most of the others, a blessing from the stars.
"We are all here now! So finally we can begin, Scaratar you will start as usual!" A loud voice spoke in front of everyone, Galvana's voice is so powerful for no reason, it's a talent of hers
And so we wait...
AWAAAA I FINALLY FINISHED THIS JFJHSDFG. Uh yeah I hope ya'll had fun reading!
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The celestials : Transform to stone
General FictionIt's a peaceful day on starhenge when strange occurrences peak their heads. Loodvigg gets a strange sickness which spirals to many weird situations that the other celestials don't understand. What's happening and what will it lead to? These answers...