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Her laugh annoys me and she laughs all day. There were days when she scolded me not to be on the phone all day, but now things have changed. She is the one on her phone all day and I'm the one pointing that out. And when that happens, she scolds me so harshly that I think I might break. Her voice used to be my symphony which helped me to sleep at night, but now even her sweet whisper is like a banshee's scream.

I used to be a cheerful little girl, but now I'm just plain mean and moody. Its like there are no emotions left inside me. The once red hopeful heart of mine is now black with dark little creatures crawling inside in loops, eager to show what they are capable of. There is a darkness inside me.  I think it was there from the day I was born, little, black and seemingly harmless like a seed. And like a seed, it grew. But it was hidden deep inside me, until now. And the reason it rose from deep underneath me is her. Guess she likes everything awoken, just like she is awake all night. So she pierced the darkness with her long, beautiful, red nails and the darkness woke up, as real as solid as the whole me. 

What did she think? No one will ever find out? Everyone is stupid? She will get away with this? Well, I guess she is wrong. I did find out and I'm not stupid. 

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