Breathe in, breathe out.
In and out.
Until you can't anymore. Until you're restricted by something, wrapping around your neck and torso until it suffocates you.
Emotions are like water. You can put them in a bucket and momentarily contain them. You can contain them until the water rises, until the water pours over the rim of the bucket and on to the surrounding objects. Then again, there's another solution. Bigger bucket? How about an ocean. But slowly, but surely, when it rains even the pit in the ground that goes on for miles and miles cannot contain the water. The water will break free and take out anything- anyone- in it's path.
Emotions have to go somewhere. Either somewhere or everywhere, you have to deal with them. Deal with the water before it gets out of hand and uncontrollable. Before the water turns into something- deadly. Until the crystal clear mirror turns into the choppy sea.
Before the water turns something that was once caring and innocent, even beautiful, into something miraculously different.
Something even more deadly. Something that doesn't know what it is, or what has happened.
So quickly things can change.
Or, someone.
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I didn't realize how much foreshadowing this held....
Old note :
Small filler chapter. With the lack of inspiration and time its difficult to update. I'm sorry for the wait. There may end up not being a sequel to this story, as I have two different endings that I really like. If I go with the sequel, it'll obviously be longer and take more time. But if I don't and decide to end it in one book, I'll have more time for "dusk". I don't know what I'm gonna go with. Either way, this filler is a slight spoiler of what's to come either way. Can you figure it out?
- chatattack <3
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