Fearing the world

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WARNING: INCLUDES CURSE WORDS OK DATS IT-

(in the pov of fear):
i ran. i ran down the alleyways. my footsteps echoed. i was out of breath and panting. what was i even running from? nothing. i was just scared. it's not easy being out on your own when there's no one with you. oh fuck.. i'm lost. i have no idea where i am. i check my phone. oh shoot it's ran out. i can't even check maps because i can't turn on my phone let alone get any wifi. where am i going? home, i was going home i think. damn.. where am i? i have some money in my pocket, i could sleep outside, maybe in the woods and buy some food from the corner shop. it's about to close, i should run. i'm scared if it closes, then i'll have no food. my dad is probably worried sick about me. he's probably spamming my phone right now, if only i knew the way home. i'm going to get in so much trouble goddamit. i ran to the corner shop. i'm seriously late? i bet it just closed. now what do i do?? i run to the park and sit down on the bench. ugh. why am i here again? why do i keep overthinking things? i'll be fine, won't i? what if someone sees me over here and kills me in my sleep? wow. rude much. oh no there's people here. shit shit shit shit what do i say if they see me here? oh my god oh my god oh my god. wait what is he holding.. is that a.. that's a shotgun...

not in fear's pov anymore
they slowly stood up, trying not to be noticed but accidently tripped and fell onto their knees. the strange man looked over in their direction and slowly walked over. he smiled like a psychopath. he looked fucking insane. fear looked down into the ground. i'm going to die. i'm finally going to die! fear started to laugh. why am i laughing? why do i want to d-

fear died that night. her cold body bleeding into the hard stone.

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