EvelynDaCat
I feel like a lobster, trapped in a glass box with my claws tied behind my back. Waiting for someone bigger and stronger to decide to shatter the false sense of safety I was developing in confinement. Nothing to do but stare at the walls getting closer every minute. Shallow breaths into a pillowcase, it doesn't help, nothing really does help me in these situations. Slowly drowning in the waves fear cascading around me that only I could see.
Hi, this is my first story on wattpad.
I like writing with metaphors.
I'll put CWs at the beginning of chapters.
The reader here is well mannered, motherly, prone to anxiety and shy around new people.
If you have any suggestions please comment.
I want feedback, good and bad.
Please do all the stuff, vote, comment, etc.
Hope my writing is good.