Hearing Legends

I dont own pennywise or any other monster/creature lwgends you see here. I own the charaters and plot. I also dont own the song or pic above.

Monster legends. They are everywhere. Pennywise has movies about him/it. Creepy clown.

Supernatural covers almost all legends it seems like. Like the ghouls eat dead bodies to survive normally. Ghosts or angry spirits dont like iron. And so many more.

But i think the real monsters are not in the dark. Or under the bed. Or in the closet. Or in the woods.

I think they can be anyone and even yourself.

My reason?

Bullies.

I have been pushed around. Teased. Namecalled. Cursed at. And i have even had someone tell me to kill myself.

Dont believe me? look below.

see?

The world isnt fun and games.

Its crul. Its ruthless. But, say, i do give in. I cut. I starve myself. I think of ending it all.

I dont. But lets just say i do.

I walk into the woods, unafraid, to find a good spot to die.

There is tape. Many different types and colored tape. I follow one, the pink and purple one.

There is a tent. But infront of it, there is a body. Covered in their own blood and hanging. Hands wounded like they wanted to change their mind. The corpse is compketely unreconizable. Their once clean hair a matted dark red. Skin tainted crimson. Clothes molding away. Just swaying in the wind.

I turn back and follow the blue and green tape.

I am lead to a lake. There is a bloated, floating corpse there with a rope aroubd there midsection. Clothes floating in the water. Their face in the water.

I finally follow the red and white tape.

I see someone leaning against a tree. As if asleep. If it wasnt for the bugs eating away at their dead body. Arms and legs shredded like an animal attacked. Or the rusty old knife in thier hand.

I walk back home, wiahing to be freed. But not doing anything to die or harm myself.

I wish you all reach out to someone. Someone to help. Im willing to listen.

Ok. So. Um. This is short. Its also kinda true but a fiction story none the less. I never found those bodies. Or hurt myself in anyway on purpose. But my friend did cut. She is getting better with the help of her boyfriend. But i think i helped by being there to listen. The snapshot in the story is true though. I never did or said anything to offend them. But they commented that on my insta post. I dont like that. I wish to help people. So if you need help, dont be afraid to ask. Ill be here.