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Being trapped in your head was nothing but another typed of torture. One that would drive you mad.
"Do you think humans will fly when they finally got rid of the filthy part of them. It's funny how something so fragile has the tenacity of a cockroach." whispered something with pure curiosity.
"It doesn't matter does it? They all die eventually. Nothing matters when it's dead." answered a dreary being."Why can't you go away? Better yet stop existing." asked a voice fill with decadence."How rude."
"Self-hate is a symptom of suicide and low self-esteem," that's what Mrs.Falflida said.Don't worry, I'll tell a trusted adult if it ever comes to that.Therapy heals things overtime even if the results didn't come out as expected." chirped the voice as it replied."I wish I could, but we don't all get what we want do we. It's not exactly a paradise being stuck with you." mumbled the indifferent being."I hate you." whispered out the human as her tone was filled with nothing but sounds of discordant symphony of anguish, with sharp, grating tones interspersed with plaintive, sorrowful echoes.
"What was that?" Caroline asked while everyone else turned to her.Their gazes were unwelcoming as the two other beings. It was judgeful and yet filled with enough curiosity to tear off any mask down to your skin leaving you exposed to be made into a source of entertainment."I wished I could gouged out their repulsive eyes every time they look at me." Decadence stated monotonously."Nothing. I was just reading a book," she replied while showing a smile of nothing but good will."Hypocrites. All of them acting like they care. Remember this, one wrong move and they will tear you apart leaving nothing but horrible things to remember you by" Discordant happily equipped in a desperate attempt for her never to be forgotten.
"Be careful miss confiscates your phone. Who else am I going to get hotspot from." Jake joked half heatedly his voice filled with concerns."Nothing but a selfish leech."Decadedence take notes you'd be better off squashing leeches than gouging out their infidecimally small contrasting beads.Just cut off their source of supply and their flesh will dry up and disappear fast, leaving nothing but hapless bones and an unfiltered soul." Narrated to Discordant in a joyful tone.She couldn't find it in her heart to trust any of these creatures knowing the horrors they could bring yet it never came to her that she was one of the them. She never considered herself one of them.Ring!The bell rung throught out the classroom.To anyone else it was a normal classroom but to Quix Falter it was nothing but inspiration to spiral down to the gates of hell.
To her the classroom was only painted in black and white. Sadly, things were mostly gray and black all around her. In addition, there existed a dark disgusting and suffocating fog that wrapped around her constricting her every action. Moreover, it served as a preventive to any good mental health she would have had.All happy and joyful text seemed to have faded in the nonexistent background leaving only malicious ideas of all the students that have passed through this classroom before and after her.Quix proceeded to pack her things as everyone else. As she was putting her book in her bag, her pen fell from her grasp. She bent down to pick it up and paused as she looked in daze.Imprinted on the floor was text painted in a weird red colour that the painter seemed to have painted while experiencing unimaginable pain.
"Please all suffer like me." It read."It wasn't there before was it?" Quix questioned."Quix hurry!!" Caroline shouted."""Coming""" three beings replied in sync paying no heed to the fact that two of them could not be heard."Their existence didn't matter." Quix thought."We are but one unfortunately." Decadence said."You are just the lucky one. The one made fragile which is the reason you seem to exist to others." laughed Discordant with glee.
""If our existence doesn't matter does yours?"" they both asked."No, no it doesn't at all." Quix struggled to reply as a lone tear slid down her face. It seemed like something held her lower jaw in place as every time she moved it a feeling similar to when tears formed appeared causing her to not emit another audible voice.""Quick! The bus is going to leave!" Twae yelled as the group that claimed to be her friends exchange laughter amongst each other."Wait a minute!" Quix replied in a high to anxiously yet not a bone in her body felt such emotions.
She grabbed her bag, and she rushed out the classroom.Unbeknownst to her the text seemed to have come to life as it reverted to its original state taking the form of red thick blood that trailed behind her as it backtracked her steps.It crawled desperately to catch up to something unreachable. It wanted to be recognized, to matter, to exist. All which it didn't in its view."Wait please," Its hollow voice echoed unheard and unnoticed by any and everything.From the place where it originally appeared left a crying face that resembled someone who could not feel the pain anymore.
The face was abyssal black with red eyes leaking continuously forming a constant tranquil stream. It poured its heart out but got nothing in response as it was left there to rot as the dark fog seemed in it in a pathetic attempt to fix the face. It changed nothing except turned the frown in a thing line that was by no means an improvement."How was your day?" Quix's mom asked as she looked with expectation at her while her father was uninterested."It was fine. I learn that the body had 206 bones today,80 axial bones and 126 appendicular bones." Quix replied to be polite."Horrible. What did you expect? When you throw something on someone, they will automatically like it? Sorry to tell you but I do not have any sort of Stockholm syndrome." Decadence muttered with enough enthusiasm to match her mother's."Liar! I learned that today! You can't go around taking credit for what you didn't do.And look at her all pleased; what kind of mother don't know about the existence of her own child." Discordant whined and protested as she was ignored by all and none at the same time.
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