a spell, a curse. - l.s

two days before

it was a lazy Saturday, perfect to spend with loved ones, for people who actually socialise that is, very much unlike myself.

it began raining heavily shortly after i arrived home from my short trip to the market, mainly to grab a few bars of chocolate for tonight.

for quite a long time, i was interested in myths, legends and what not, this lead me to the very dark areas of the internet, filled with spells, curses and the paranormal. i didn't think i believed in them, but it made me shiver, a good shiver, thinking about it.

tonight i decided to perform a few of these by myself, i didn't have anyone to do them with.

but that was ok because if i accidentally curse someone then at least that person would be myself. i'd hate to, mind my language, f*ck someones life up.

my dad was out working tonight which meant id have the house to myself. it didn't take me long before i grabbed my laptop and set it up on the page i had saved last night. it read 'bring bloody back'. for some reason i thought it would be fun to bring bloody mary back from the dead.

it didn't work.

and after about 7 spells/curses and 5 bars of chocolate, it was safe to say i was no longer interested in that rubbish. what a time-waster. to think i spent my Saturday night entertaining myself with these.

but just incase, i scrolled a bit more, till i got to the bottom of the page, just to make sure I'm not missing out on a fun-to-do trick that i surely need right now. and i reached the comments section where 99% consisted of losers like myself complaining about the 'falseness' of the website and how they should 'get a proper job you divks!'. what were you expecting? bloody m at your door?

and yes i know i did the same thing but i was just bored and lonely. i knew it was fake anyways.

these things never worked, it was just a distraction for people with lives so boring, they're willing to bring a curse into it to have a little fun. come to think of it, for the past few weeks i've been happier, distracting myself with legends and whatnot. i began to think happiness didn't exist. and we were just distracted. yeah, happiness is just a period of time, when you are most distracted from life and the harsh reality of it. and if my happiness was in these websites then let it be, i was willing to pretend i was okay. even for a few hours.

it hurt to acknowledge it but i was lonely, not the "i really need a boyfriend to be cute with" lonely, but the "i need someone to know i exist, to let me care for them" lonely.

i was alive but i wasn't living

and with my depressing thoughts, i let go once again, letting my sorrow drag me to my bed without logging off, and i kept my body still under my covers for hours. waiting for something i didn't think would ever come to me.

happiness.

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this may seem all weird but please stay with me i have so many plans with this and it is my first ever fic so pls love me

and this is so short the chapters are going to be much longer but i just decided that for a intro, this was enough.

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