Chapter #: Ring Around the Rosie
I see a smiley face in my door frame. I see it's rugged teeth and I see it's piercing eyes. I see black spots and I see
I see a lemon. Why is there a... What is it? ....Why does it have a face. Nonono it doesn't make sense. It's walking towards me. How is it walking, I'm so confused please plEase PleAse p\e£se P]÷%s ¶(¢*s5 9}£π5£
The sky is watching. And I'm sick.
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I'm back in school today. People talk to me but I won't talk back. Just like it told me to. I brought P.J. today. I left him at the park with Bow. They're safe at the park. Everywhere else has eyes and ears.
In the middle of 3rd period, I went to the bathroom because I felt nauseous. I thought I would throw up but I only coughed up a yellow substance. The usual. What's weird is that I felt that way beforehand. I should write these things down, really. I could get whiplash with how much I've learned. If only I wasn't so tired, I could put it to good use.
Pico waved at me. Then Darnell did. Then Whitty, then Nene. And Cherry's seat was empty. I didn't wave back. I couldn't. It would see.
The sad part is that I don't have the energy to care about it. I don't have the energy to mind cutting off anyone and everyone. And I especially don't have the energy to rebel. And that's sad. Maybe one day that will work in my favor. But maybe it will continue to be sad.
Once school ended I went back to the park. I feel better at the park. P.J. and another kid were sitting down and singing Ring Around the Rosie. I wonder why they aren't doing the motions, too. Maybe they're tired like me. Yes, that's it. They're tired like me. Tired.
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I'm Not Real
Horror(wip) We're happy to help you too. (Cover art by me) Trigger warning: abusive relationships, disease, major violence, and delusions. Maybe derealization/depersonalization. It's not meant to specifically be that, though, so take that as you will. Thi...
