Tyler P.O.V
I walk and walk my legs aching as i run away from myself. It won't work, I know it, but I have to. I can still see miles of land in front of me. My legs resist they don't want me to, but it's the only way it'll end. It'll all be over soon, i think again and again so it becomes almost like a chant in my crazy mind. I think of every breathe I take the older I get, the sooner I will shake hands with death. The thought is what keeps me going. The wind blows, soon this hell will be over, as i start to see a figure. A stranger's back. Everything else is blurred. I focus on the stranger instead. I halt as i realise i'm too close to him. Everyone else stops too. There's a sign right, to walk to the ocean and drift of to sleep or left to back out and continue this hell. Everyone chooses right, and i'm scared I won't fit in so i choose right too as i fall in line to match all the other blank soldiers.
I notice something strange. No one is looking up anymore.My own raindrops swell in my eyes.Maybe i should've chosen left but still i wipe my stray tears away and continue. It'll be over soon says a comforting voice inside my head. Walk, walk , walk my legs ache i want to rest. It's getting closer but then my feet touch the warm, soft sand.Everyone of us will walk right off into the sea and then we'll fall asleep. It's coming soon. Very soon. Tears well up in my eyes again. I don't want to. Why? Why should i fall in line? i can just run now! Run for it and be free! But, my legs feel like metal is weighing them down and i can't move. I hear a high pitched voice. Suddenly stopping realising it's mine but no one looks at me except a man in the far distance.No i'm imagining it. He shouts " follow me!" No. Freedom. I'm going. He keeps screaming " follow me instead" I can't see him. He's just a blur as i'm drowning in my own ocean of tears. Should i? Should i not? An eeiry voice screams inside my head to keep going but the man is so tempting. I want to go.I hear a mumble over and over again of the emotionless marchers chanting "This line's the only way." No. It's not. I run. But i'm slow. Very slow. He runs. I won't be able to catch up. He's running towards me. He grabs my arm and i can see him clearly now. Mocha eyes, tiger like teeth but a warm smile. He keeps mouthing "Follow me instead." So i do. I follow him.
I take one last look back to see the ocean eating a soldier, right where I was before. "It could've been me" I think. "I'm josh, and you are?" he pants while literally half dragging me "I'm Tyler" lamest name ever ( bitch be happy your parents didn't name you Anuszka or Nushkii bc that's way lamer) so lame i swear it's destined to the grave.No. Was. He stops suddenly looking me right in the eye. i can't help looking away. i feel ashamed how could i even try ( dw i feel you i tried committing suicide i still feel ashamed of that) How could i?
He hugs me tightly "you're the only person who would listen to me!I thought you would've.." he trails off reading my expression. I'm scared, petrified. "Will you take me up? Will you lock all the doors? I'm scared that if i go out again this will happen again" i bluntly say " i realised the line was death. So that's why i followed you. You looked different. Not like the rest of them" i sigh
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