I woke up the next morning hearing people laughing and pots and pans being moved around. All is normal, well except I decide since I've read all my books that I should try and write my own.
'This is going to be fun!' I thought to myself.
I walked over to my barely ever used desk and grabbed a note book from the desk drawer. I sat there for what seem to be hours but was only a few moments thinking. Something popped into my head and I began to write it done.
'While everyone stares at her eyes finding them beautiful and hypnotic.. No one looks pass the disguise she's using to hide all the pain and sorrow that is hidden deep within those eyes.. No one takes the time to find out if the girl is okay they just assume she's fine cause her eyes sparkle with happiness. No one questions about what she's been through, just what's is she going to do. When she's alone she loses herself amongst the stars and pleads to anyone to make her pain and sorrow disappear. But the girls pain and sorrow grows worse the world she lives in is cruel and unkind.. The people she's grown up living around are just as cruel and unkind to her just as the world is.. While the girl's mind swirls and tries to grasp the last of her humanity and sanity so she doesn't get lost within the stars. The girl everyday shows her fake smile and fake eyes to the world. She shows her mask to them all. Hidding behind the mask as she cries silently so no one notices her pain.
A small group of people feel her pain and sorrow. They know what its like to hide behind a fake just so everyone thinks they're fine. They hide behind their own mask. But those mask that they wear have to come off at some point and when they do the world and people start to pity them. It doesn't make them feel better it makes they're pain grow. Some can't take it anymore to where they decide that they are going to join the stars.
As she sits silently in her room crying over all her past memories and all the pain, sorrow, and happiness that she has gone through and lost. She fights against the darkness's grip that tries to drag her down the dark path to pain, and pure misery, broken promises, fated lies, demolished happiness, thriving sorrows, lost lives, dying love, and falling apart goals.. The girl fights to reach to the light. To gain all the love, happiness, joy, kindness, kept promises, growing life, smiling faces, cheering children, and thriving families. She thrashes and kicks trying to break free from the darkness's painful grip. She screams and cries trying to call for help. For someone to put all the joys she misses back into her life. She wants to see the beauty of life and not the anger and sorrow that it shows her now.
She sits alone in this god forsaken world. Crying tears, and words that were never said. Trying to show everyone and anyone that she's done none wrong. She yells at the world, she screams at the stars Asking for forgiveness,
Asking for some type of guidance,
Asking for someone to take her away from all her pain. All her suffering. When she thought she found that someone who would be able to SAVE HER! But that someone was torn out of her life without a second glance.'I read over what I wrote down and nodded in approval. This was gonna be one hell of a poem. I jump when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked up to see Jeff looking down at the paper. He glances at me with a questioning look.
"It's going to be a a set of poems genius." I rolled my eyes.
"I see this, but why so depressing?"
"Do you see how we are treated in the over realm, by the people we once hung out with?"
Jeff didn't say anything just looks down. I grab his arm. And make him look at me.
"I know you came up here for a good reason? I'm going to guess lunch is done?"
"Why yes it is!"
We laughed and walked to the dinning hall together joined by Allie and a few other too. We all joked around and had a great day together being weirdo, going on killing sprees, annoying slenderfuck and much more until it was time for bed..
A/n
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Okay so the poems she's writing. They're actually some things I wrote in a notebook lately and well I just kind of wrote them where ever.. Two of them are on my Facebook. But anywhooo quick update just thought it would be good.. Even though like none of you probably don't care.. But who cares
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Painkillers
RandomCreepypasta story featuring my OC! I don't own any Pastas that are mentioned or that pop up! I own my OC I ALSO DON'T OWN ANY PICTURES THAT ARE SHOWN!! Read to find out what the stories about!