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Story 6

It's the first snowfall and people start to stock up on food to keep for the winter lockdowns. The days are short with long nights and clouds covering them in blankets. You see others walking hand and hand in their warm jackets talking while drinking their hot drinks to keep warmer. Everyone seems distracted to care about you there just not having anyone being alone sitting on a bench in the middle of it all. You have things to keep you warm but everything has been worn down to rags so it's hard to stay completely warm on your own. It is hard to see people so happy and ok when you know you aren't and probably wont ever really be.

Being alone has a different type of pain in your heart. It's like you're dying but not able to move on to the otherside. Living a life that you never really asked to have go on or happen in the first place.

Honestly after time goes by its like nothing really matters anymore. Life can but rushing around you and it's as if you're standing still in the middle of it watching it rush with the wind. Being in your own head space is just another form not wanting to be in the reality of the world itself.

As the world spins everyday, people go about their days, everyone is important to someone else, someone always cares, people will forever feel alone even if they aren't.

Life can suck sometimes without having a reason why and at that point it hurts not knowing because at one point in your life it used to be full of happiness without a care in the world and it was peaceful. People destroy dreams and it hurts turning into those people who destroyed them in the first place. It is so much out there to see and experience out there that seems so magical but is ruined by the people who want to ruin you. It's as if they want to see the world in the same state they see themselves. Life shouldn't be so terrible, its meant to live life how you choose to not just letting people destroy your dreams of how you thought life was going to be.