"My life is a lie, a dark place," Alyssa Pearson said, looking up at the sky with a heavy sigh. The weight of her existence was suffocating her.
"You are in a safe place, Alyssa. This is your home, and your life is as real as you are." He reassured...
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Love. How do you know when you're in love with someone? Love is an emotion felt differently for each individual. But to be in love in a romantic way, when do you understand the emotion?
I clearly did not understand love tonight.
Driving in this state is dangerous. I don't know where I'm heading but it definitely is not my house. I wasn't intoxicated, but I did have two shots of drink. I was supposed to enjoy the party. But I couldn't stay any longer. All the people, the crowd, the music, bothered me tonight. Maybe because I was excited for the evening and it turned out to be a disaster.
The driver behind my car kept flashing his headlights, the glare shone in my mirror and stung my eyes. He was going to get me killed with all the light.
Taking a right turn, I realized where I was heading to. Why am I driving to her house in the middle of the night?
Abort. Terminate. Take a U-turn, Arthur. She will kill you.
I ignored all the warnings that my head gave me because I wasn't thinking straight. Applying a sudden brake, I was moved forward by the fraction. Sighing, I stepped out of the car and didn't even care to park it.
The night sky was cloudy, I could barely see any stars. Maybe because my eyes are blurry or it is all because of the pollution we humans have done to destroy the sky. I'm sure it's the latter because the sky is the same every night.
The house in front of me had its lights out. Everyone must've gone to sleep. Her room lights were still on though. I want to see her, the sudden urge of talking to her has brought me here. What am I even doing?
Trembling as I walked, I picked a flower from the front yard. It was a blue-coloured small petal, but who cared. This yard belongs to her, she loves all the flowers equally. I placed the petal in the back pocket of my jeans and walked towards the wall of her room. I looked up to the window of her room and had a sudden pain in my head. I was spinning, or maybe it was just the earth moving.
I must climb up there - that is the only way I can see her.
How am I going to climb though? I don't have superman's power of flying. Maybe I can just shoot a web from my wrist like spiderman.
Shut up stupid, you're ain't a hero. You are a normal human. Use your brain and climb through the pipe.
My subconscious gave me ideas.
Or better, throw a rock on her window. Yes, this is legit the best idea.
I took a rock from the yard and prepared myself for a proper shot. It should hit her window. I threw the rock, but it didn't even reach her window.
