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The WUT
Thank you so much you guys!! Idek how we're here considering I've never published a word but I'm thankful nonetheless. Thak you for enjoying my comments so much lol.
Here is a snippet of a little smth I wrote back when I was clinically depressed and wanted to articulate what is it that I was feeling. If you guys think it's cool, I might actually start writing it. Ideas are always appreciated!
Walking……
Seems like an endless task, doesn’t it?
No matter what you do, if you want to survive, you walk. Run if you can’t fly, walk if you can’t run. But walk you must.
Here I was, contemplating on the meaning of survival, walking through the endless corridors of what should be called ‘school’, but I prefer the word ‘dungeon’.
Headphones plugged in with no actual music playing, I sped through the rows and rows of happily milling students hoping not to meet a familiar face and start an awkward conversation so early in the morning. Seriously, I get dragged into so much useless talk it’s actually unbelievable. Intensifying whatever expression was resting on my face, I duck into the classroom and immediately slump in the seat, resting my head on my folded hands placed on the desk. Judging from the bright smiles everyone gave me, I assumed I must have been smiling as well.
I look up to find the all so familiar features of my class staring back at me: Benches scattered around in a haphazard manner in front of the teachers’ dais, soft-boards decorated with the disorderly drawings of students who bothered to work only under the threat of negative marking in the next exam, and a bunch of lockers stacked between two windows overlooking the school grounds.
As my classmates started filing in, I ran out of excuses to pretend I don't exist. Moving my feet, I find myself adjusting the curtains when my eyes catch the reflection in the tinted glass gazing at me...
