"Sick."
That's it. A single word reply, not even an attempt to continue the conversation. Maybe they are just really not in the mood to talk to anyone right now. Maybe the sickness is just too much for them at the moment. I can see that, i've been there before after all.
"Sick."
It was just, a statement. A declaration of status, only a casual one. What if they was in the mood to talk to someone. What if they were already talking to someone and I just interfered without realizing it? What if it's me. What if they were waiting for someone else to talk to them. Something is wrong with me. Pushing everyone away without trying. It makes me feel.
Sick.
YOU ARE READING
A suspiciously odd amount of Short Stories.
RastgeleHere's some stories that are small, may not have a beginning. May not have an ending. But they are what they are. Deal with it I guess. "//" - Super short writing bits. ">><<" - Short Stories.
