#i love being insane but this isn't even that much of a reach bye IM SICK

[selina-meyer]

....rebecca’s coat is the  box and her scarf is the biscuits....

[jonughhtabobo-blog]

While walking in a dark and hollow hallway alone, I hear different sounds rumbling inside my ears. I hear squeaking rats, hustling raspy echoes, and off-beat foot steps trembles behind me and suddenly, there's something whispering through my ears and it made me confuse for a bit. It refrained again and again. It says, Come with me. . . Come with me. . . Come with me. . . My sweat starts to pour throughout my body. Im shaking, It swallows me within my aghast core and it made me think that maybe, maybe there's someone bugging around me and i couldn't find anywhere else to escape for.

Kriinggggg!! Kringggg!!

Ken! Ken! Wake up! It's already 7:00am! Do you have any plan to go to school or what? Get up and fix yourself as fast as you can. Hurry!!!

Uhhh, yes myma. I really thought that I was existing in that situation. Okay Kennedy, calm down, it's just a dream, nothing to worry. *sighs* Thank God that I'm still alive. Maybe I should get up now and fix myself so that I can go to that school inhabited with noxious personalities, again.

And here we go again, the witchy bitch approaching. Oh hello kranky kennedy, sweetie cupcake, apple pie! how are you? Debura said. Did you eat well your breakfast? Hmm, i guess yes! because both the food and your plate you've eaten! ahaha! i pity you darling. haha kidding! okay girls let's go. Bye bye sweetie! see you around. Ahaha. freak! Debura said together with her foolish and insecure friends. Such a amazing way to start my day again huh. *sighs* Bullies there, bullies here, bullies everywhere! I'm tired dealing with such persons. But i have no choice, i need to go to school. Tsk, sometimes i'm looking forward that what if, what if I... Hmm, never mind. Just get through it Kennedy. You can survive! Just keep fighting!

Before anything else, I'm Kennedy Jinx Clinton. I'm the only child, and my parents are no longer exist because of a plane crash happened about 8 year's ago. Only my grandma and grandpa who raised me till i grow up. I'm only 10 years old since the day of the accident happened. To be honest, I'm not yet recovered to that incident even if it took a lot of years to moved on. It's almost 10 years but it's still fresh and new for me. A long time, days, months, and years is not enough to forget easily about what happened to them. Maybe it should take a decade of downcasts, and a century full of sorrows and anguish to run-in. I've been so dumb, and selfish. I have no any idea how to save them that day cause all day long I'm just laying down my bed and just cry until the sunrise come up. I'm so tired of my life. I feel so useless, piece of trash, selfish and dumb. I'm just a nobody human being who lives with deep agony with this cruel world.

Teacher speaks. Okay class, turn the page to 112. Answer the following questions and pass it as you finished. Understand?

Yes ma'am. Class replied. Okay good. I'll leave just for a minute. Don't make some noise class.

Hey dude! Look at ken, she's so weird right? Jeff said. Yes she is bro. The way she acts, the way she dressed, and everything that she is. She's so weirdo!! Haha. Hmm, i have a bright idea. Gip, give me some crumpled paper. Oh wait! Also a tiny rock. Hurry! "Uhm, okay. Here." Gip said. "Thanks! So there you are. I'll put some rock for a great impact and a little message, "FREAKY WITCHY WEIRDO". The both of them laugh's." Okay gip, throw it!

"Ouch!" Kennedy said. "What's this? Free-aky witch-yy w-e-ird-o?" Kennedy get embarrassed. "Who did this?!! Who did this?!!!" Ken shouted at the class but her classmates just laughing at her. "Anyone? Who did this?!" The whole class still laughing at her. Ken leaves the room in shame and crying. "Vengeance is mine evil wicked people!" Ken said. Kennedy ran off to home and after she arrives, she locked up herself in bedroom. "This place is where I can find happiness. Full of serenity, silence, and just beautiful to stay at. Am I right? *Yes you are ken* something whisper's. Well now, all we have to do is to get enjoy with our game! Hahahaha. Are you all excited?" Kennedy talked to herself. She's about 2 weeks absent and now, her grandma and grandpa gets worried about Kennedy's situation because she's been imprisoned herself more than 3 weeks and not even eaten yet. "Ken? Can you come outside? Please? I can help you my darling. Myma and Pypa loves you so much. Please our pretty darling, come out now. We missed you so much." Myma said.

Kennedy isn't responds.

"Kennedy please, come outside. Are you trying to kill yourself?!"

Kennedy throw something in the door and myma got shocked because of its loud impact. "Ken! What's wrong with you?! Are you insane? Why did you do this things? Did you know that im hurting seeing you like that? We're just concerned to you our darling so please, come outside." Myma said.

Nooo!!!!! *Ken banged the door* I don't want to come outside!!! I'm happy being alone. I'm happy being like this so please, get out! I want to be alone. I'm tired living my life like this. I'm tired treated like a underdog. Tired being hurted and tired being in pain. I'm tired!! Very tired!! But ken, you must stay positive. We're just waiting for you to reach out. We want you to be open to us. We can talk everything that bothers you darling. Please?

The surrounding covered with echoes delicates with tears. The glimpse of sorrows gives deep scars inside my utmost interior of sadcasm. Where should I be headed on? How could I escape when demons already invading my mind.

How could I?

How should I?

Everything is not working good.

Everything starts to fall apart.

Everything,

Everything will gonna ended tragically soon.

I wanted to shout help but,

Demons keeps in touch inside my core.

It's full of acquired adore.

I cutted my head off and blood seems to flow all over my body and throughout my room.

Sorry, but i just want to end everything inside me and I can't help but to reach my desires to end this all sufferings.

#SHORTSTORY. #CreativeWriting.