Sun rays gently tap the serene sky as dawn descends. I haven’t slept for one minute the previous night yet I’m brimming with vigour. I think and over think the things I have done, the people I have hurt, unintentionally, or perhaps with bold intentions. I play the events of my life, from childhood to youth, in my mind, over and over again. I want another chance. For everything that I have done is wrong. Nothing feels right, nothing is right either.
I knew what I did was wrong but I did it out of habit. Out of necessity, maybe? Will all those pierced souls forgive me? Not in this world. I have hurt my enemies, my friends, my parents, my peers. Not one person connected to me have been left unhurt. And all along I have hurt myself.
I want to repent for what I have done. Asking for forgiveness is a characteristic of the weak. I am not weak. I have the courage to trample a lion. This is how I am. This is how I have lived. This is me. I ask myself, is there any reason why I should continue when all the humble gentlemen out there wants to vanish me, not giving me another chance to mend my mistakes? Those men with masked gentleness. At least that’s where my plus point lies. I don’t fake around. Playing the role of someone who I’m not. I’m bad. I show it and people know it. No denying it. No backstabbing.
I cry. Fresh tears run down my tear stained face. What do I do? Where do I go? Why am I doing this? I don’t want to face the world. I want to change. If I try to be nice, those nice people will believe this is my another plot to a greater ploy. I’m tired of this lifestyle. I go to the restaurant, to the club, to the garden, to the movies, to the pub, I see a group of people sticking together. There’s this group and that group with none giving me much of a glance.
My brother’s death has given me a blow I have never had before. It has changed me ever since. I was never this evil minded depressed person. A car had hit him and disappeared in the woolly weather. Spectacles gathered around the frozen body that had been lying there for 10 minutes. They oohed and aahed but no decent man considered it wise to call the police or an ambulence. Moreover nobody had seen the car come and to ask if they have noted down the car’s number would be a funny thing to say. If only they would have done something……
A life walked away in silence.
I hate everything and everyone. This being the reason why. I want to have my part of revenge. I want to teach this ugly world a lesson yet I want to show them what humanity really is. I want to take all their lives yet I want to be a better person. But who cares?
I’m toying with my sleeping pills. An overdose would kill me. Yes, I’m aware of that. To hell with it! I will consume all of them. I don’t wanna live in this mysterious world. Let my demise bring smiles on faces. Let darkness creep over with this rising sun. Let death rejoice over its victory.
(Note: this is a work of fiction. Theme and plot adheres to the writers imagination.)
It’s so difficult sometimes to live through unspeakable pain. Blessings. 🍓
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I enjoyed reading
Are you the writer?
Sudden death is a horrible thing
Especially when you lose someone who is dear
I passed through a similar story
Best wishes Alisha:-)
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Yes I’m the writer. Thank you so much. :’-)
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The Note at the end relieved me. Phew! 🙂 Well written.
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Haha. Thank you. 😀
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🙂 Welcome.
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I doubt the note…
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You have no reason to. It IS a work of fiction.XD
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This was a very intense piece of fiction (thankfully). You describe the pain really well, absolutely loved the third paragraph 🙂
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Thank you Udit. To be honest, I started writing it when I was upset and I was writing about myself. Then as my upsetness evaporated, I moulded it with my imagination.
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I get you, thats how I write, welding my feelings into imagination.
I hope you’re better now.
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The best I can be. 🙂
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May his soul rest in peace. It was quite a read 🙂
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Thank you for reading it completely. 🙂
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Loved the post.. The story was just so captivating,I almost had my heartbroken until I saw the note..
Thank Goodness it’s a work of fiction 👍🏻
You captured the feelings so beautifully.
Your new reader,
Noorain ❤️❤️
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Thank you Noorian! It makes me happy to read your comment. I value words. 🙂
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How sweet dearie.. You totally deserve it,every word kept me hooked.
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Good to know that this was fiction. But the words kept me stuck to them. Recently someone I knew lost his life in a similar fashion where death rejoiced over his life and it was terrible and reading the note at the end calmed my nerves. Good write up 🙂
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Thank you, Darshith! 🙂
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Happy Saturday to you ☺ .
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Good day to you too!
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Whoa, a month ago you followed me and i followed you, saying if fictions are what you will write then i am in. You never warned me that they will be this good. 🙂
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Haha. Warnings are for dangers. Fiction is safe. 😉
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This not safe 😉
THIS IS SPARTA!!!
Kidding:P
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Pain can be tragically beautiful or maybe there’ s just something wrong with me
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There’s something wrong with you. 😛 The feeling after the pain is over is beautiful.
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Or maybe there’s something wrong with every1 else . Because the feeling you are talking about would not be there without the pain in the first place. Think bout that? Btw i meant that in a poetic sense. Ever read hamlet or maybe watched the movie. pain can be tragically beautiful
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Aye, pain comes first. I’ve never read Shakespeare. Looks like I gotta grab one of his books!
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Phew, it was a fictious story. Well it is pathetic to lose someone dear to us ! Well framed emotions alisha 🙂
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Thank you, dear!
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Your welcome:)
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Wonderful post
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http://cvaristonkupang.com/2015/12/25/selamat-hari-natal-dan-tahun-baru-merry-x-mas-and-happy-new-year/
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If you promise a girl to marry her and get her attached to you then you just drop her like its nothing, then you my friend are the shaytaan,Satan, Lucifer,Asura,iblees in human form.
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