PSEUDO (SHORT STORY)

PSEUDO

PSEUDO I

"I hate this life!" I shouted while holding a bottle of whisky in my hand.

"I cursed you to death! I hate you uncle!"

My eyes were pouring tears down my cheeks. I'm mad that even my eyes speak and express the rage inside of me.

"Die! You spineless idiot, old man!"

I drink for the nth time; I'm not drunk; I'm just tipsy, so I still know what was happening around me.

I stepped my right foot to the lower railing of the bridge and tossed the bottle towards the full moon in the night sky.

"Cheers for my break up!"

I held onto the metal tighter when I almost lost my control and fell to the above sea in front of me.

"Hahaha, that was too close."

I laughed crazily and felt so lonely and unfairly for everything upon sitting on the floor.

When there was nothing left from the whisky, I decided to stand up and started walking.

I walked like a zombie for the past 11 in the evening, and it won't ever surprise me if there's no one on the road. I scrapped the bottle in the trash bin, but unfortunately, it did not shoot in and just made a sound of breaking.

"Oops." I just uttered and turned my back to leave it.

"Come on, Dimitrie, you just waste your time if you still try to fix something already broken." I said to myself, then shrugged.

"Psst," I stiffed for a moment. "Psssst."

"Who are you? The hell, stop playing hide and seek!" I shouted when I didn't see anyone nearby.

"Twinkle, twinkle, little star. How I wonder---" I faced my left side, but the song suddenly stopped.

I almost forgot that I was drinking because my wrath was filled with horror. "What you are, up above the world so high--- boo!"

"Oh, shoot!" I blurted out and felt frightened at the same time when I saw a girl standing in front of me while wearing a white dress. She looked like a patient from a hospital, but it couldn't hide that she was pretty.

"Hahahahaha!" She just laughed nonsensically that almost forgetting that I was still with her. "Twinkle, twinkle."

Like me, she looked like a drunk.

I rolled my eyes and passed by the lunatic girl.

"Wait! I have a gift for you."

As if a cue, my eyebrow just raised when she blocked my way.

"A notebook?" I asked curiously. "What am I going to do with that?"

Suddenly I felt weird when she looked to her left and right side as if she was examining if there was a monster around her.

"Sshhh, this is not just an ordinary notebook. This is the book of death."

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