Short Stories

Temperature can be a feeling.

Hot and cold are two things.
Hot is the breath on his neck whispering to him to never make a sound. The feeling of a hand on his mouth restricting him from getting a breath. Cold is the feeling of loneliness he gets in a room full of people. The feeling of anxiety when he's surrounded but alone.

Boiling and freezing are two things.
Boiling is the feeling he has when his head hits the wall making him light-headed. Black dots in his vision making him wish he won't wake up. Freezing is the feeling of being judged for being in the room when he had no choice. Being forced to do things when he only wants to crawl up in a ball in the corner of the room without being judged.

Warm and cool are two things.
Warm is the feeling he gets from looking at the new kid. His legs turning to jelly when they make eye contact.Cool is the feeling when the new kid becomes his new bully. Betrayal when he thinks of this new feeling.

Lava and Ice are two things.
Lava is the peak of his excistence. The peak of where he thinks he is getting better.The peak where he starts to hope for a better life. Ice is at the other peak. The peak of where he knows he can't take anymore. The peak of where he hopes someone will help but he knows no one will.

Together and alone are two things.
Together is when he's with someone.He gets a text about a party at night and wonders if he should go.Finally getting the courage to go but having to make sure he's not heard when he's leaving.Alone is the feeling he gets when he's standing there. He's a third wheel and he knows it.He goes to a party and stands with them but no one noticed that he's there. He walks around the group waving in their faces but no one bats an eyelid.Thoughts race through his mind but one is in bold. Is he invisible or do they just not care?

High and low are two things.
High is the feeling of hope he gets when the door opens to his room. Hope that someone will come to comfort him and lead him back to the path of his past life. Low is when the door opens to reveal a man he's never met.A man wearing all black with a sadistic smirk on his face. The feeling of intense anxiety when his back hits the wall and the man steps closer.

These are the feelings he gets in his day to day life. The voices in his head telling him different ways of ending it all. None end up good for him.When the feelings he gets end up too much and he breaks down in the middle of a crowd only to be laughed at and judged. When he spends all night with one thought in his head. Why him?

By Dannie.