monophobia|jenmin

Alone

MONOPHOBIA- THE FEAR OF BEING ALONE OR BEING LEFT.

Out of every aspect in my life being alone was the most painful

It was the whisps of the tap

The squeak of the doors.

The voices that turned from whispers to yells.

And the sound of a loud crash that shot me out of my sleep.

Then the creak of the old floor boards.

And there I was before them.

I watched as they threw blows filled with pain and anger.

I tried to speak but my voice was silent

I wanted to reach out but my arms and legs would not listen to me.

It was the aching pain beating in my chest.

And that is when I caught their attention.

Their eyes filled with pity as they threw fake forced smiles.

They quickly ushered me back to my room and tucked me in whispering 'comforting' things like:

"go back to sleep we can play tomorrow"

"this was not my problem to worry about"

"But it was my problem to worry about." I tried saying.

But after a while of thinking the darkness took over and I fell asleep.

I woke up the next morning.

And they were gone.

I was confused but kind of knew they were gonna leave.

It was hard enough being an 8 year old kid dealing with the pain of loneliness and longing for the warmth of a genuine hug.

They say that "there is no such thing as happy endings" but I think that this is just "the beginning of a bitter goodbye."

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A/N:

Thanks for reading the first chapter of my first short trash book. I hope you enjoyed please don't forget to vote comment and comment

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