The Hoax

The Hoax

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WpMetadataNoticeآخر تحديث: أحد, أبريل ٩, ٢٠١٧
Mind's excursion to the past and it's consequences. How a man hallucinates the vision of his lost love and drowns deep into depression, blaming himself for an unreal experience he had of his dead lover. Solitary mind creating a Breathing and walking flesh which never existed so as to expunge the feeling of solitariness he developed since a very tender age, ultimately leading to self-immolation.
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انضم إلى أكبر مجتمع لرواية القصص في العالماحصل على توصيات قصص مخصّصة، احفظ قصصك المفضلة في مكتبتك، وقم بالتعليق والتصويت لتنمية مجتمعك.
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Save Me

I was drowning. I knew that. I also knew that the hands around my throat, pushing me deeper into the river water was the cause. What I didn't know was who was drowning me and why. It hurt thinking. It hurt to do anything right now. But I still screamed under the cold water and pushed the hands away as hard as I could. It didn't have much effect. I fought and fought, but I was getting weaker, and colder. The pain was overbearing. I couldn't breathe. It was the worst pain imaginable; and as the hands that were around my neck were forcibly ripped off by some unknown force, I slipped deeper into the depths of the river. My hair was straight above me along with my arms. My eyes were open and the water burned. A darkness started to pull me under, taking the pain away. I felt a small pressure around my waist, before the darkness completely consumed me. The last thing I remember is thinking, save me.

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