Oc oneshots I made

the answer (Author and Amy)

((Author's pov))

Bad memories.

They stick to you like glue. You can't just get rid of them.

And sometimes, they don't even need a reason to be there. One appears randomly, then another appears right after, and another, until you're swarmed with bad thoughts that won't go away.

That's what happened to me. I was sitting in my room, thinking about everything bad that ever happened to me. From people laughing and calling me weird, to a group of bullies beating me up once, my parents calling me ungrateful, being sent to a mental hospital, and everything in between.

I was sobbing from the memories, praying for them to go away. I curled into a ball and tried not to be too loud. I didn't want anyone to think I was weak.

I wished I had someone who would understand and want to help, but there was no one. No one cared.

Suddenly there was a weight on my shoulder, like someone's hand was there. I felt a warm presence wrapping around me, like a hug. I felt, not heard, someone whispering comforting things to me. A voice in my head, telling me everything was going to be okay. To be strong, and not give up hope.

I didn't know if the hug was real, but it was enough to calm me down.

I wish I could feel that hand on my shoulder again.

((Amy's version))

I felt sorry for the girl I haunted. She felt guilty for being sad, and nobody listened. Nobody cared.

But I cared. I cared so much.

She was the sweetest person, yet she was still depressed. She called her bullies "friends"because they were the only ones who interacted with her. I didn't know if she had any actual friends, but I'm sure she had at least one. Me.

I chose to haunt her wherever she went, to make sure she was safe and never alone. She constantly had a tingling sensation on her neck because of me. I loved her giggles, her smile, her personality, everything. But sometimes she would come home crying.

I put my hand on her shoulder, whispering sweet things that went directly to her brain.

I used every compliment and every kind word I knew, and didn't stop hugging her until she stopped crying. She eventually sobbed herself to sleep in my arms.

I wanted to make sure she was never, ever alone.