You get on your computer. You realize you have nothing to do. You want to go downstairs! Let's go- It's dark. However will I get down now? You decide to take nine steps.
Well.. that's not good. It's night still. You noticed this by staring at the window. You take one final step. You tremble. You cannot go any further. You do not want to go any further. Someone is downstairs. You try to scream for them to turn the lights on.
You called for help.
Nobody came for you.
You gaze into the darkness.
there is one thing you see besides the dark.
a simple white smile that is.. growing larger. No, it's approaching you. You turn back and take one step up again. The stairs look seemingly endless. You try to run. You cannot move. You look behind you. It's behind you. Your legs regain motion, but you were too late. You get dragged into the darkness. You can only close your eyes and hope that someone above will save you. But do you really want to be saved? You felt guilty for what happened to Lilac. You didn't cause it, but.. ' this is how I die, right?' You slowly close your eyes and think.
You reopen your eyes.. and tried to calm yourself down. The grip of whatever was pulling you down into the abyss loosened. You stop shaking and steady your heartbeat. It let go. And yet, again you regain motion in your legs..
You head back upstairs with a smile. You partially got over your Nyctophobia. Oh! You forgot to eat food. Time to eat a croissant! 🥐 🥐🥐🥐🥐🥐 you forgot to mark day 148. Okay.. Lets just mark that now.
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Nyctophobia
خيال (فانتازيا)A 12 year old girl who hasn't left home for a while. For the stairs grow darker through the passing days. And the damn light switch is downstairs. Okay, maybe it's not that bad for her. She may like isolation. And.. She gets over the fear partially...
