My Inner Lullaby.

The story

Curiosity is a dangerous, addiction.
I was, a really dumb teenager. Always trying to be cool or seem fearless is what made me, what i am. I tried to explore outside, but i hated it after what they did. Paranoia ruined my chances. The clouds shared faces as they stared down at me. The trees want to grab me. Make me become still and lifeless like them. The men behind them constantly snicker, and try to warn me of what i was about to do. They spilled lies into my fragile mind. Paranioa always bother me. But over the voices in my head, my so-called friend yelled out to me. He was far behind, forcing me to take lead.

"Go deeper! Find the cave they talk about."

My body moved with whatever inspiration i had. I looked into the cave, the entrance lined with rocks that somehow stood along the stiff outside.

Devin was a big guy. You could hear his steps from down the school halls. He was my childhood friend. He began to bully me after we hit middle school. But i couldnt do anything about it. I just followed along. He became friends with strange, kids. He was part of a group. They used me as a tool for them. Making me go into the forest was one of their attempts to get me lost.