" I want to feel human one last time " Desmond murmurs softly , I freeze , looking up at him . " And what's more human than dying ? " he whispers ....
' Riiiinngggg ' ' riiiinnngg '
My phone rings and I jolt awake , sweating .
My hands are wet as I wipe my forehead and sit upright on my bed , reaching for my phone as I wriggle out of the clump of blankets coconning me and walking mindlessly to the bathroom . I picked out an outfit from the floor and picked out a plain black hoodie with a pair of sweatpants . i brush my black hair into a quick bun and wash my face quickly , getting ready for school
In class , we are all half asleep , for some reason that doesn't stop the teacher . " class , we have an important assignment that will be half the grades of this term , open the document that will be sent today and get working ! " mrs.reene babble energetically , the class gives a collective sigh and i start packing a bag , too tired to think .
I'm in my room , it's 7 o'clock in the afternoon , but it's already dark outside , so I don't bother turning the lights on . I remember something . I remember how people , or more accurately my mom , used to tell me how humans fear the dark. What she forgot to mention is what happens in the light .
I was supposed to have finished my English assignment by now , but i have only just started .
" What's one painful event that changed you ? "
I stare at the computer screen , heart pounding as my brain starts remembering him . the guy from my nightmares..i shut my computer and go to bed , trying not to cry . I don't talk about things I don't want to remember, because people forget things if they have no one to talk to .
" melody ? melody ? " I jolted awake at the sound of my name being called , lazily putting on my slippers and shuffling towards the kitchen door , ignoring the rumbling of my stomach and the smells of food cooking . "Yes , mom ? " I murmured , rubbing my eyes . "I made you breakfast " she calls out , and my heart stops . " uh .. i'm going to order food before school " i babble nervously , my mom sighs , but doesnt say anything , i let myself breathe .
What would happen if I write my essay baked on truth ? could this do any more damage ? or could the thing that will give me the closure I need ?
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My Secret To Keep
General Fictionan anorexic teenage girl has a secret that is ruining her life , and she finally decides to share it , but will this help save her ? or will it kill her ?
