Chapter One

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For years now they have been watching us, lurking in the shadows awaiting the day we finally acknowledge them and all their power for some This never happens but for the very unlucky ones like me it does.

I was about 8 when I first saw one it was strange knowing that this thing was watching my every move and there was nothing I could do about it not a soul I could tell not a weapon I could use I was stuck with it and I guess you could say it was stuck with me.

At first I thought it was there to protect me but I soon realised I was wrong. For protecting you is the last thing it wants to do and in its mind nothing can protect you from it. These creatures, things whatever you want to call them watch you all your life knowing that you known about them, knowing there's nothing you can do to stop them until eventually when your older like me and they know all your darkest secrets, all the little details you barely even know about yourself that's when they'll try to get you, that's when all the horror starts.
For me it started two years ago when I just turned 23 not really an exciting age but I was surprised I made it this far without that thing getting to me. For years I had seen a therapist she just thought I was crazy I guess that's what they're describing it as now 'crazy' but my understanding of crazy was nothing like what was happening to me.
Describing what it felt like was hard for me but if I thought about it which I tried to avoid as often as I could it was kind of like a darkness that creeps over you and fills you up, it drains all your emotions, it takes everything from you and leaves you feeling hollow and numb.
When it gets you it's like a storm it starts slow, eating away at you slowly then it becomes even stronger and causes more damage then it stops and you think your fine, that everything is getting better, like it's safe to go outside now and enjoy life. Then out of no where it hits you again knocking you down, harder than before until your no more, it swallows you, clogs your vision so then you can't see how close to ending it is and some don't make it, thinking that the only way to stop the storm is to stop themselves.
Apparently they have an official name for this thing now. Depression.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 24, 2017 ⏰

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