Hi guys, before you go on reading this story, please read this first.
This story is inspired by a friend of mine, who is currently going through a wrong time in their life, so this is the only reason why I am writing this. It's going to be a short story so, don't worry of it being 'too long'. Also my native language is not English, so if there are any grammar mistakes please don't be so rude about it.
That said, go ahead and read!
Epilogue
L u k a s
"What a silly, silly boy you are Lukas" the voices whispered. They always whispered.
"No" The words barely escaped my mouth and as soon as they did, the laughing started. They were all laughing.
"You actually think you are important?" a single voice said this time. It sounded like the voice of a woman, meant to be soft and gentle but this one was cold and distant. It scared me.
"I don't know" I mumbled. My eyes tried to find whoever was speaking, but it was too dark. I felt lonely.
"You are not even worth it" the voice spat, venom on its tone "You are going to die Lukas, and when you finally do, no one will care"
My hands quickly move to my ears, trying to block the words, trying to make me stop listening. But oh, the voices are always loud, louder than my own thoughts. And they keep whispering, chanting.
'Lukas is going to die and when he does he'll survive!'
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Silly Boy
Short Story"What a silly, silly boy you are Lukas" the voices whispered. They always whispered. "No" The words barely escaped my mouth and as soon as they did, the laughing started. They were all laughing. My demons, that is. They enjoyed laughing.
