She sat alone in her room. Silence was around her despite the music that bled from her headphones. A poster filled wall was the only thing in her sight but she didn't see it. She saw nothing. Felt nothing. Knew nothing.
Her entire world was still. 'Why does this happen?' she asks herself. It wasn't like something bad happened. She was left alone to herself for 10 minutes, not even and that was all it took for her mind to lay down and watch as rain clouds poured tons of bad thoughts to drown out her voice. Her lips sealed shut; only short answers seeped through. Her eyes felt like 100 pounds, the same number of pieces she felt her heart was in.
Her mother had blamed her mood as her just being a teenager, her step-dad blaming it on PMS, her brothers just thought it was because they were younger, her friends thought she was blowing them off, everyone drew away from her and she wanted to pull them close but her body wouldn't listen.
It was like a monster had taken control of her body and wouldn't let her go. It gripped at her throat cutting off her air, it pressed on her chest like a weight, it stood on her feet as she shuffled around, and it whispered horrible things in her ear. "They don't love you." it hissed. "Why would they? You don't matter." She tried to shake it off but it lurked in the shadows everywhere just waiting for her to be alone or for her to be vulnerable.
Now, as the monster controlled her mind, she stared at the wall listening to the words that flooded her mind. All alone with the monster.
All alone with her thoughts.
Drowning in the terrible things.
Drowning with out a life jacket.
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RastgeleI have some weird things that go through my head. my ships, puns on my sexuality, when I get upset, and so on and so forth. so these are pointless rants and randomness. I also write short little stories that could go into books so don't be surprised...
