Short Dark Storys

9/25/17 **WARNING**(depressing)

I wake after a long night of tossing and turning. I don't feel well at all. I want to throw up and I'm in so much pain. I get up anyway and get dressed. Today will not be a fun day at school. I can tell that already. As I sit in the car in silence wile my other family members talk with each other I find myself in a more depressed state. I had another nightmare about all the people I love and care for dying right in front of me. You'd think I'd get used to it by now, but each time it gets more graphic with the murders. We reach school and I hop out of the car with out saying anything with my head down. I walk into the doors of the building immediately regretting getting up this morning. I feel terrible, depressed, and alone. I feel I want to run away and be alone. I think about eating or not. I set my mind to eat because I don't want to draw attention to myself. I get my food and try to talk to people very little. My friend try's to give me a hug but I push them away. First class starts soon so I head there early. I feel a dark shadow behind me. It's dark breath breathing on my neck. "What's wrong?" One of my friends ask. I shake my head and say I'm fine each time he asks. He try's to touch my shoulder I push him away and stop. I want to cry. I don't want to push him away. I walk into the class and sit down at my seat. The dark shadow creeps closer and I shiver as the room seems to get colder. I didn't want to admit that I'm cold. Why do I have to be this way? Why do I have to be so confusing and push people away? Why do I have to live? If life is just a simple game, can it be game over for me yet? During the class I steal his jacket. Well more or less he gives it to me. During the rest of the school day I don't feel like hiding the way I feel. "I'm not depressed I'm fine" I keep telling myself. I'm loosing myself very slowly as I try to find myself. I help others and do things for them that might be to much for me. But will anyone listen to me? I listen to people when there upset because I know what it feels like when no one will listen. I cry for help in many ways. I want help from my friends and family but they don't seem to notice. I don't sleep well, I'm loosing things and people, and I wish I'd never been born. I fake a smile everyday and no one seems to see it. I'm useless, stupid, and worthless. As the day at school went I got called ugly, annoying, stupid, and fat. After school I stay after not feeling up to go home just yet. I stay for band hoping this will go better. Nothing feels real anymore. The only thing that's letting me know I'm alive is the pain I feel in my heart and physically wise. I walk around trying not to push people away. I wish I wasn't the way I am. I wish I was better. Why do I have to be this way? As I walk out of the school at the end of practice I think to myself. I walk off alone hopping not to be seen. All I want is to be alone. I don't want to hurt anyone or push anyone away. Why me? Why does HE have to be a part of my life? I turn around and the black figure stands silently behind me. "Leave me alone" I say as a tear falls. "Feed me your fear and sorrow." It says floating a bit closer. "Go away I don't want anything to do with you! Leave me alone! Go away!" I fall to the floor crying as my friend rushes to me to catch me. "Angel," he screams. I reach the ground before he's able to catch me. "I'm sorry" I repeat over and over. The shadow stands beside me and touches my head. My eyes grow dull and I don't see anymore. I can no longer hear him. "Ha now who's winning. Feed me more of your fear so I shall grow stronger" HE laughs. "No!" I scream out holding onto my friend. I faintly hear him say,"it's fine. It's ok. Your alright." I was now able to see again. I cry and cry another one of my friends comes over."Angel what happened are you ok? Oh my god your covered in blood!" She says as she rushes to me. "I'm fine I'm sorry." I repeat many times. They help me back to the school where I lay on the concrete. Blood ran from my right wrist and head. A stick went into my wrist and a rock scratched my head when I fell. People kept asking what happened but I couldn't answer. "Just please leave me alone. I just want to be alone" I say but my mind says different.....I'm scared.....please stay......I'm confused.......I am alone....don't leave....