everything is calm. everything is fine. however, there is something about this place that doesn't feel right. nothing feels familiar. i could lose myself walking around this place as it was so unknown. but this place still had a subtle calmness about it. then, i feel it. i feel eyes on me that aren't there and hear laughs behind me that are all in my head. an icy chill runs down my spine. goosebumps appear and shred my skin. don't mess up. but how could i mess up simply exploring this mad place? icy hands reach out and grab me by my neck from behind, which was a sudden and unexpected attack. the coldness of it all forces me to start shaking. but then, gradually, the world starts to feel so much more familiar. but if it's so familiar, why am i still not fine with it? why do i still feel trapped?
it's because i'm alone. i can't even tell anyone about this place because there's nobody here with me. just me, on my own. laughing and staring continues as i keep walking. something great suddenly hits me. love? maybe. there are people outside of this place, and if i can get past these walls i can finally be free. but i try everything to break down these walls. all my attempts are unsuccessful. i am still alone in this place and i will never be able to reach out to them. laughing again. more staring. i sit against the walls and as i feel myself start to give in, the walls completely surround me until i can't breathe. i want to leave, i want to not be held down by them. but my will to fight against these walls isn't strong enough. i'm stuck. the emptiness and isolation keeps dawning and i just accept it like it's normal and stay here. it's safe, though. i can hide behind these walls. eventually, it all fades to black. wait. i'm fading too. this isn't right. am i losing myself in this place? where did i go?
help me.
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my world.
Short Storyjust a little vent, hiding behind these metaphors like i hide behind these walls i've built.