|| School Bus Graveyard One Shots ||

Logan Fields.

I didn't realise how fast your life could change.

Well, I always heard people say that without actually understanding what they meant. It's like when you get what they are saying but don't think about how much it will affect your life. Or you know how much it will affect your life but don't actually know unless you experience it.

But now I do.

It's like a switch. A delicate flip and your minuscule world that you once pictured it to be what your ideal life would be, would crumble and dissolve into the atmosphere. Your wishes and dreams you wish to have conquered in your one and only life has gone to a 0% chance.

Whether you or someone else has flipped the switch on purpose or not is not the point I'm intending to create. Yes, that's how life can alter, by someone or something else.

This switch just shows how things can just not go your way because you are powerless to control the wind.

Now you sit in a world where not even a smear of wave of sunlight nor sound can even penetrate through the nonexistent barrier.

With nothing but yourself in this immense new world where everything around you is just nothing, what remains of you that makes you, you is your mind.

In absence of a distraction we, as humans, will either try escaping their emotions and thoughts about the past, present or future or will just be bored.

That's why some people are extremely attached to technology and social media. Such as I.

Wake up. Go to school. Finish school. Go home. Get on bed. Scroll for hours like when your friends are chatting in the group chat and you were not participating in it, so you just read their chat. Phantom dimension.

Then the process repeats.

Until one day you just can't get yourself out of the bed as if a tree's roots were tangled around your body. Your attempts to crawl out of the bed prove to be futile. You just can't seem to get out of bed. Everything felt so heavy like when someone places dumbbells on your back and just leaving you there. Your guardians or parents get worried and check on you, but you barely have the strength to mumble back.

The words "I feel a bit sick today. Can I stay off?" Unfolded out of my tongue. I bite my tongue. Please work.

"Are you, really?"

"Please. Just please." No more words came out of my mouth. Mouth moving but no words.

"Okay, only for today. Not another day."

I nodded.

It worked.

Another 24 hours on Tik Tok.

In those 24 hours, I have not once got out of bed. Perhaps every 6 hours to use the toilet, but that's the only major movement I did. I denied the food. I didn't even shower nor brush my teeth.

For how many days already? 5? Maybe 4 days without brushing my teeth and showering.

I'm too fucking tired.

I can't even open my eyes anymore. Let alone go to the bathroom and use my biceps to brush my teeth.

I drag myself to school every fucking day, just to end up falling asleep.

I also have to deal with the fucking phantom dimension. I almost died.

It's been so hard lately.

The only reason I am addicted to social media as if it were nicotine is to escape reality and myself.