So, this is a kind of short story that I wrote one evening when I was just bored out of my mind. Please tell your opinion, feel free to criticize, it is much appreciated =)
Thanks ^_^
The voices buzzed inside my head, making me feel dizzy. I couldn't help but hold onto the постель, кровати post for support. In a state of exhaustion, I collapsed on the постель, кровати with a sigh. The voices never let me sleep. They were like many people were talking all at once, screaming all at once.
Madness, rage, worry, sadness were the emotions that those voices gave off. I couldn't understand a word of what the people were saying, only bloodcurdling screams. These voices were making me go crazy. Slowly, gradually, I was losing my sanity.
I didn't want to become like her. I could still hear her screams, very much like those inside of my head. She, my sister. She had been the same as me, hearing those voices, she had gone mad and unable to take it any longer, she had committed suicide.
Her screams still haunt me, sometimes, I wake up at night panting and sweating, hearing her wails in my head. But it is different now, now I don’t hear only her screams but many other people’s too. And soon mine will be included in them, unable to be distinguished…
These voices make me feel troubled, lost. Make me lose all hope of ever getting away. Sometimes, I just want to die and escape from all this. I tried to tell mom and dad about it but they just didn't listen. They thought that I was going mad like my sister, which was true but the voices were real. The screams were of real people. They were real and they were out there to kill me.
I covered my ears, trying to block out the voices, the screams but they were inside my head. My head felt like it was going to burst open any moment now. The screams were louder than ever now, buzzing constantly inside my ear like flies that no matter how much we try to swat away, never fly away.
I was tired of it all, tired of trying to keep sane, tired of trying out to block these voices, tired of convincing mom and dad that these voices were real, tired of trying not to become like Her…
I stared out of the balcony door. There were some birds hopping around the balcony, while chirping happily. What made them so happy anyways? Nothing was ever happy in this life.
I went to the balcony door to drive them out, their cheerful chirping making me angry. After shooing them away, I leaned on the balcony’s railing. I stared down; the ground was so far away and suddenly the улица, уличный looked so much alluring, like it was me inviting me to go Присоединиться it. I subconsciously put my foot on the railing; ready to jump off at any moment. But then a part of my mind, which was still sane called out, faintly, very faintly “Don’t jump, Akane!” but the voice was muffled by the other voices inside of my head, which were urging me on.
I put my foot down, but then I heard worried footsteps approaching; my parents’ footsteps. Hearing their footsteps made me enraged. Parents were supposed to trust their children; they were the ones who didn't believe me. They were to be partly blamed for my craziness. I couldn't take this miserable life anymore. “I’m tired. So tired” I whispered into the air and put my foot again on the railing. Just as I was going to jump, my parents came bursting through the balcony door.
”AKANE! AKANE! WHAT ARE Ты DOING? DON’T JUMP…PLEASE!” They cried out, urging me to step off the railing, but it was too late now. I smirked as I let go, my feet leaving the railing.
I was free now, just like Her, just like my sister…
Thanks ^_^
The voices buzzed inside my head, making me feel dizzy. I couldn't help but hold onto the постель, кровати post for support. In a state of exhaustion, I collapsed on the постель, кровати with a sigh. The voices never let me sleep. They were like many people were talking all at once, screaming all at once.
Madness, rage, worry, sadness were the emotions that those voices gave off. I couldn't understand a word of what the people were saying, only bloodcurdling screams. These voices were making me go crazy. Slowly, gradually, I was losing my sanity.
I didn't want to become like her. I could still hear her screams, very much like those inside of my head. She, my sister. She had been the same as me, hearing those voices, she had gone mad and unable to take it any longer, she had committed suicide.
Her screams still haunt me, sometimes, I wake up at night panting and sweating, hearing her wails in my head. But it is different now, now I don’t hear only her screams but many other people’s too. And soon mine will be included in them, unable to be distinguished…
These voices make me feel troubled, lost. Make me lose all hope of ever getting away. Sometimes, I just want to die and escape from all this. I tried to tell mom and dad about it but they just didn't listen. They thought that I was going mad like my sister, which was true but the voices were real. The screams were of real people. They were real and they were out there to kill me.
I covered my ears, trying to block out the voices, the screams but they were inside my head. My head felt like it was going to burst open any moment now. The screams were louder than ever now, buzzing constantly inside my ear like flies that no matter how much we try to swat away, never fly away.
I was tired of it all, tired of trying to keep sane, tired of trying out to block these voices, tired of convincing mom and dad that these voices were real, tired of trying not to become like Her…
I stared out of the balcony door. There were some birds hopping around the balcony, while chirping happily. What made them so happy anyways? Nothing was ever happy in this life.
I went to the balcony door to drive them out, their cheerful chirping making me angry. After shooing them away, I leaned on the balcony’s railing. I stared down; the ground was so far away and suddenly the улица, уличный looked so much alluring, like it was me inviting me to go Присоединиться it. I subconsciously put my foot on the railing; ready to jump off at any moment. But then a part of my mind, which was still sane called out, faintly, very faintly “Don’t jump, Akane!” but the voice was muffled by the other voices inside of my head, which were urging me on.
I put my foot down, but then I heard worried footsteps approaching; my parents’ footsteps. Hearing their footsteps made me enraged. Parents were supposed to trust their children; they were the ones who didn't believe me. They were to be partly blamed for my craziness. I couldn't take this miserable life anymore. “I’m tired. So tired” I whispered into the air and put my foot again on the railing. Just as I was going to jump, my parents came bursting through the balcony door.
”AKANE! AKANE! WHAT ARE Ты DOING? DON’T JUMP…PLEASE!” They cried out, urging me to step off the railing, but it was too late now. I smirked as I let go, my feet leaving the railing.
I was free now, just like Her, just like my sister…
what can I do?
I'm self-centered, self-induldged, self-absorbed, hateful, short-tepered, implusive, in a complete state of denial, confused and lonely, yet I don't try to think.
a creature of the night
a princess of darkness
I long for light
colors
but all is midnight
and my only companions are the moon and the darkness
thought it comforts me when no one can
I wish to be out of darkness for once
to be clear, understood, unquestioned, and loved.
but who am I to ask for this?
who am I to want this?
is that what makes me human?
why?
all I want to know is why?
After changing back I saw the remains of that man. It was enough to make me sick. I just fell to my knees looking up at the sky. A girl walks up beside me and kneels down. "Don't look so down." I go to look at her and no one is there. I look back up at the sky waiting to hear that voice again. There wasn't any sound anywhere around. Out of the silence i could hear a faint breath from the night behind me. I Переместить to the right when i hear the shot.
It grazes the side of my head and i fall to the ground. I hear footsteps running towards me as my eyes slowly close.
It grazes the side of my head and i fall to the ground. I hear footsteps running towards me as my eyes slowly close.
Step, creak, step, creak! the floor boards speak to me as I slowly tremble on its hard, splintery wood. Each step feels so daring. I feel danger crawling up my dangling spine. Thump, thump, my сердце tries to refuse to my wishes of moving forward. Nothing has happened so far.
I carefully make my way towards the forbidden wooden chair. Creeeeeeek! goes the сиденье, место, сиденья as I lower my self to its level and sit on it. SHHHHHHHH!
“What was that?” I whisper to my self with my eyes wide open. I slowly start to climb the fence to view the streets of emptiness and quietness. My сердце starts to beat even louder. Thump, thump. I slowly turn my anxious head to look. But it was only a car passing by my house.
I carefully make my way towards the forbidden wooden chair. Creeeeeeek! goes the сиденье, место, сиденья as I lower my self to its level and sit on it. SHHHHHHHH!
“What was that?” I whisper to my self with my eyes wide open. I slowly start to climb the fence to view the streets of emptiness and quietness. My сердце starts to beat even louder. Thump, thump. I slowly turn my anxious head to look. But it was only a car passing by my house.