words

Part 1

Hi everybody who somehow found this story! This is only the third book I have ever written, well this one is not finished, I will be updating as much as I can, I hope you enjoy this book. I apologize in advance for all the cringe and mistakes that I probably made. Bye!

I stared at the blank piece of paper for far too long. The ideas and thoughts in my head all mashed togheter creating a mess I couldn't form into a normal sentence. I tapped my fingers against the desk making a random beat. I started lightly humming a melody.

Suddenly, an idea formed in my head. I quickly wrote it down and read the few sentences I managed to write down.

I groaned in annoyance, ripped the paper in half, and making a ball out of it threw it across the room when I realized that what I wrote down is actually shit.

Writer's block sucks.

I spinned  in my chair, very mature to do for a sixteen year old boy. Everything suddenly seemed more interesting than the new blank piece of paper in front of me.

I looked around my room, my dark grey walls making the atmosphere in the room also dark as its walls are. The room smells like vannila thanks to the 20 candles I randomly placed around the room. My guitar lay on my actually made bed with white blankets on it. My walls were blank excpet the few drawings I taped on them. A huge bookshelf is placed in the corner of my room, smell of books overpowering the vannila one.

I focused back on the task in front of me. Well, it isn't a task but after a month of not writing I have an urge to write something.

I ran my hands through my dark brown hair. I groaned in annoyance once before before grabbing my phone and checking the time.

9pm.

I've been sitting here for five hours.

I got up from my chair and left the comfort of my room in search for food.

I was home alone for the first time in a long time. You know what that means.

Eating junk food drinking coke and watching anime for the next five hours.

Don't get me wrong, I have friends. But I preffer to spend my saturday evenings like this than going out and wasting my energy on other people.

I can't focus on anything, my mind is buzzing with things I should've done.
Already dreading and fearing my harmony professor I remembered the homework i have for monday. Suddenly the melody of sheet music my piano teacher gave me preoccupied my brain making me stressed and nervous once again.

Then math.

Ugh.

Honestly, who needs math in music school? What am I gonna do with it, calculate the number of fucks I give about what year a famous composer was born? Calculate how much my stress level goes up when I see my music history teacher?

Even though my head was a mess I focused back on the screen in front of me.