Chapter 4: Fallen

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   We spent most of that day talking, and at lunch we sat near the trash cans together, and instead of feeling alone and anxious, I felt, well, happy. Well- At least I think. I felt less alone. We laughed the entire time. We even laughed when someone occasionally dumped their milk on us, even if it was cold and gross. Yeah, thats how a  normal day goes.

   But of course, I wasn't allowed to have a good day. And that's when blurry usually steps in. Every. Time.

   Why couldn't I be normal? Everyone else was. It happens everyday. I'll think for a second, maybe I'm okay, then the next thing I know I'm screaming and crying on the floor with a blade in my hand, again. I bet Josh doesn't have these thoughts, I bet he's normal. I'm just alone. 

   Josh just felt bad for you, felt sorry. 

   Everyday is just another trapdoor he gets caught standing on. And before he notices, the door opens beneath him...

 And he falls.

A/n ugh that was so short I'm sorry

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