Reject || lrh

Preface

I was being chased by thousands of people, and no matter what I did, no matter what I said, no matter what I tried, they wouldn't stop.

"Look, it's Luke the slut!" A voice called out as people kept chasing me.

"I am not a slut!" I cried out. "I've never had sex, so shut up. I don't know what I did to deserve this torture, but whatever I have done to make you mad, I am so, so sorry. Please stop chasing me. Please don't hurt me."

Still, they continued to chase me, and continued to call me names, and to make matters worse, one of my shoes slipped off. I took a deep, shaky breath, then I took off my other shoe and began to run faster. As soon as I knew no one was looking or watching, I took an unexpected turn, hoping they'd stop chasing me. I kept running for a while after that, just to be sure I was safe. I ventured off into the woods, and then, I stopped and sat on a tree stump to catch my breath and try to comprehend everything that had just happened.

As I took a look around at all my surroundings, it entered my mind that I was lost, so I pulled out my phone to call someone for help, but there was no signal, so I began to walk around, trying to find my way back home, but, I seemed to be going in circles, and I knew it was no use.

Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder, and I knew that this was it.

This was the end.

I was going to die.

There's no one to save me.

No one to witness my death.

And no one will miss me.

No one.