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"ESCAPE FROM THE DARKNESS"

original short story, possibly a bit sinister at the end.

when someone misses you, most of the time they mean it. I get random messages form random numbers all the time. Saying things like 'i realised i hadn't love you in a while, i'm glad it ended, but i'm sorry...' was one of them, they're always addressed to Jess, but only specifically her, i wonder what she's like.

Then there are others along the lines of ' i miss you sissy i'm scared to forget you. Iove you.' and, 'thank you''s. a lot of thank you's. You feel emotionless. Gone. You're gone. You can look in the mirror but even she's not going to know who you are.

'Just give up' is the sentence that constantly runs through your mind. You feel like at this point that's what you should do. But if you do, would it end badly? Should someone else control you?

If you had the option of not having to worry about just living your life, would you choose that option? You'd lose yourself and at that point there'd be no point.

You continue reciving messages form unknown numbers, millions of different unknown numbers. And it's killing you. The fact that you don't know who's sending you these messages is killing you.

Messages stack up on your phone. You leave them unread.

'Thank you for being here again, I missed you when apart.'

'You loved me but i didn't always feel loved'

Who were these people. was it the same person, with hundreds of different numbers? At this point you wanted to give up. Just commit. But these messages were keeping you grounded. At peace.

'I wish I would have asked sooner. I wish I wasn't so afraid.'

I wish. I WISH! I wish, I wish, I WISH! These were the only words running through your mind. Were they ever going to leave? You needed an escape and t this point you were willing to just throw your phone out of a window.

You decided to type a random number into your phone, their name popped up. Oscar. You started typing, You sent an array of things.

'I wish you weren't so confusing'

'I always find myself thinking about you, revisiting a place where i felt seen.'

'i want you to heal and i want to forgive you but i'm not able to just yet. I miss you sometimes.'

were just a few of them. You never felt bad sending random messages.

And then there were others.

'i hate everything you did to me.'

'Why'd you do that to me?'

'i think about you a lot, i wish you did too'

You. You... Who are you, and what have you become, i mean look at you. You're such a joke, seriously. If you could see yourself how everyone else sees you i'm sure you'd understand why we all look at you the way we do, right? You're a joke, i mean, you can't do anything right so why continue, ey?

YOU COULDN'T GIVE UP

YOU COULDN'T LET THEM WIN

YOU WERE GOING TO SURVIVE

ANDYOU WEREN'T GOING TO GIVE UP.

but you should, and you know it bothers you. JUST QUIT.

MAYBE YOU SHOULD JUST LISTEN TO YOURSELF! AFTER ALL YOU DO GIVE THE BEST ADVICE! HUH?!

maybe you weren't going to escape. maybe the title was a hoax. AND AS REALISATION SUNK IN YOU WERE ALREADY TOO FAR GONE.

your never going to escape from the darkness now...

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part 2 coming soon?

so yeah, i might type up pt 2 of the off road neighbour hood later-

only cause i actually have some free time

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The off-road neighbourhood

Ok, so this is a new story and i was really bored when i wrote this. I've started writing part two and i will slowly add parts of this story later. WARNINGS: not proof-read, potential smut in later parts. that should be all, if not lmk.

The pleasure running through your veins right now was unbearable. You enjoyed watching your latest victim suffer. The feeling of power you lacked oh so many years ago.

-switched POV-

You were scared of him but you enjoyed seeing him walk by you in passing periods. Your connection with him was painful. And others called it toxic, for a reason unknown. But it was the last week of school before summer break, and your school made it so everyone had to volunteer somewhere during said week. And you both happened to pick the same place.

It was safe to say you both enjoyed seeing each other, and for some reason, valued every second with him. You felt some sort of attachment towards him, like a bond. And the crazy thing was, he only just came into your life.

He had started talking to you more frequently, which you had found a bit strange, but had acclimatised quite rapidly. But you did still agree with your friends it was odd, how quickly he had warmed up to you. He had never talked to him for the whole two years he had gone here. You were both in year ten, and he had transferred here, end of year eight, Due to him being kicked out of his old school, for god only knows what reason.

You knew you enjoyed talking to him. But with how constant it now was, it was starting to freak you out.

Now every time you were near him, you got more nervous. You had also begun having panic attacks, even after short chats with him, and you were unsure as to why. But you never looked visibly uncomfortable.

But, one evening he invited you around to his house. And although you were scared, you had manners, so you couldn't just decline. so you went ahead with is and ignored your fears.

Was that a mistake?

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Short story - The journey

this is a short story i had created for my English class and i decided to write it up in more detail and post it on here

The forest was peaceful, birds chirping, trees swaying. Calming. It took the pressure off Lana, she felt at ease here. Safe at last, comfortable. She felt at home, and it seemed crazy, but it really wasn't. This was her safe space. She loved the view of the valley below her. She loved how nice the wind's kind embrace felt on her soft, bare skin. And.. she missed her emotions. It took the constant 'perfection' pressure from her origins away.

She could breathe, she could smile. She was finally free, and she loved it. It was simple and safe and all she ever needed. She closed her eyes and took in the peace, she was able to hear everything in more detail. Relaxed. Comfortable. But as she did that...

...She remembered the hostility, the constant war at 'home'. It was peaceful, once upon a time. But it all happened that evening. Family reunions. The worst thing any family as large as hers could possibly imagine. It's painful for her. Every summer, her large family gathers for their annual summer barbeque. Every summer, it goes wrong for her somehow. Beer glasses were thrown last year, you could only imagine what went down this year. Fists. Fists were thrown this year. She knew her family were toxic, but not this toxic. so..

..this left Lana to finally find her emotions again and she went to her favorite little patch of forest. Secluded, safe and comfortable. Then.. tap..tap... She turns around to see a boy, about 16, her age. She never sees anyone here age here.. "Hey, uhm..why are you out here, y'know..alone..?" he asks, probably not trying to sound creepy, but it totally comes off that way. "sorry, uhm.. do i know you.. should i know you..?" Lana ask politley, still kinda freaked out. "no.. sorry, that's my fault.." the boy smiled reassuringly. He then continued, "i'm Oscar, by the way.." He then smiled politley towards Lana. "oh, uhm..okay. Hello Oscar" She replied awkwardly and still sounding a bit nervous. "i'm Lana." She said, ending her sentence softly. The boy sighed as he knew it was time for his departure, "well it was nice meeting you, Lana.." Said the boy, Oscar. "y-you too, i suppose.." she stuttered her final words to him.

She decided to head home. Everything was fine. Five years later she had decided to go back to those forests. Those forests she has found so peaceful in her childhood. As she arrived, she spotted a sillouhette of a man, that she had recognised to be the boy from a few years prior. The memories of that day, that interaction. flooded back to her. But alongside the one she had recognised, she had spotted two additional sillouettes.

She began to feel herself frown, just as they recognised her and began to make their way over. She felt her face becoming damp, so she wiped her eyes, before it got worse. She had then stopped crying and turned to face the people standing before her. The boy, the man. Oscar. "Hey, Lana, wasn't it..? i haven't seen you in, what, five years." She barely smiled. "oh, uhm.. yeah, five years." He smiled as he heard Lana speak after five years. "Oh, um yeah. There were two people i wanted you to meet" He continued smiling as he stepped aside, "This is Juna and Margo." He introduced "oh cool" Lana slowly smiled again. "They're my cousins" He told her, and she had begun to fully calm down. Oscar had seemed to pick up on the change of toneas he decided to ask, "Lana, love..were you worried..?" Lana stuttered "n-no i- i'm, it's fine. me? worried..no!" She finally smiled. Oscar lent close to her face "Promise..?" He whispered into her ear. She replied by giving hima kiss on his cheek.

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i'm going to start putting some of my work (short stories) on here, welcome to comments and help etc. :)

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fics and/ or stories and blurbs

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