People.
People everywhere.
Why do they want to talk?
Why can't they leave me alone?
Why are they watching?
Are they listening to me?
Are they watching what I type?
Go away!
Everyone go, leave me be.
Let me rest.
You are all so tiring.
So intimidating.
So scary.
Leave me alone.
Please.
~~~
Why must I speak?
Why must I interact?
Why can't I do my work alone?
Let me be.
You want nothing to do with me, so why speak?
Why interact if it is pointless?
Why expend the energy?
It hurts.
~~~
I'm so confused.
You want nothing?
You want to be friends?
No.
You want something.
To make me your joke.
To find my weakness.
To use me.
To steal.
~~~
Go away please.
Leave.
You're a liar.
Go.
~~~
No.
Please.
Stay.
~~~
What?
Why do I want you to stay?
I am lonely.
You are not the answer.
You want something, yet lie.
You have to want something.
No one would like me willingly.
Yet you say you do.
Why do you?
~~~
Please.
Go.
Save us both the
Pain,
Suffering,
Loss,
Hate,
And defeat.
Now!
Go!
Leave me!
Please.
Leave me to suffer alone, least I drag you down with me.
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Thoughts of a Girl
Short StoryThis is a compilation of thoughts, experiences and feelings I have. Not all stories are true, as is obvious with Choices, many of these stories are either a metaphor for my thoughts and emotions, or exaggerated to further portray my point. Each ch...
