Chapter 50

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A milestone.

50 chapters of a crappy life.

And, to do something special, I'll make a revelation.

I feel one thing. And one thing only.

Red. Hot. Rage.

I'm so fucking pissed. So fucking mad. I feel like killing everyone around me just so I can calm down a little. I imagine all the gruesome ways I can get rid of someone.

And, in the end, I put it all into a tiny little vial. It looks so damn dense. Then, I balance it on a unstable stick.

I'm just waiting for that small crack, because a fucking hurricane is gonna shoot out.

This is the only feeling that I could really understand. That makes sense in this body of mine.

I would like to remember when I was happy, but I can't. And that just adds to my growing frustration.

I actually think its making me sick. Weak even.

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