I sat alone in the pitch-black room as I looked outside the window. 'Ah, it's raining' I thought to myself, without thinking I stood up only to hear two voices colliding with each other. Immense waves of regrets, disappointment, and sadness engulfed my confused mind.
I began thinking every scenario that might happen to me in the future...'why me?'
Suddenly legs started to wobble, palms became cold, and cold sweats dropped to the ground leaving me to see the world in half.
I walked back and forth in the dark reminiscing the past ...
"Where are you?"
"You have to find me"
"Answer me, please"
"I love you"
"...."
Memories, I no longer care. Memories, that contradicts everything. Memories, I put my hatred on.
I was only fooling myself, In the end I don't have anyone, I will always be alone...Always
I went to the door contemplating to open it. I checked my phone and called.
"Hello?"
"...."
"Who the f**k are you?"
"..."
"Stop, bothering me!"
"..."
The call ended abruptly. I acquired the question inside my head and answered back.
It's time.
I loaded the magazine and touched the muzzle. I feel nothing but pain.
I ran and went to the other room. I slowly grabbed the handle and swung it.
.
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.
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There they were. Laying on the edge.
Naked bodies. Torn clothes.
I couldn't help but grin to myself, this is my first time.
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Imagines of Dreams
Mystery / ThrillerA collection of psychological thriller short stories.