If she cut the string though, she could be free forever with nothing to hold her back. Back from what exactly? The girl didn't know what was out there yet still a small voice in her head screamed for her to find out - even the danger of it all seemed to entice her further. *⚠️Possible trigger warning: scissors ⚠️*
This is a short story that I wrote for a 500 words short story competition and it is about a boy named Conor. ¥ ¥ ¥ Conor doesn't want to face the problems in his life and when he is dreaming he doesn't have to. Or so he thinks... When his problems form as horrible creatures in his head he decides to confront them ins...
(You're an idiot do you know that?) I am not! (You are, or why would you be dangling from a windowsill?) Oh, you've kinda got me there. (See, now listen to me and I'll tell you how to easily get out of this situation.) Okay, tell me. (Climb back through the window.) What! No! (Why?) Because I climbed out of the window...