short story
and there i was, in the middle of a huge and vast field. a ghost of her besides me and a dark path behind. as usual, i didn't remember a thing. how i got there, why i'm there or who she was. i couldn't see her face, the blinding sun was radiating upon her shadow. it made it seem as if she was an angle, with wings to bright for my dull world.
then i heard a voice, my voice. for the first time, it wasn't shaking. for the first time, it was firm. and it asked a question. " is this heaven?" all i could see for now was her smile, she looked and said "no, it's the opposite. it's an eternal torment, a place where you hid all your nightmares. the stuff of agony and complete void. welcome to your mind. your world." then i looked back again. and the shadow kept creeping in, closer, closer closer closer closerclosercloserclosercloser!!! until i couldn't breathe! i couldn't move! i couldn't see i couldn't hear i couldn't speak!
then i drowned, down into the void i created as the screams of my dreams resonated in the echo of my heartbeat...
@SyriusSystem
Thanks for the story. It sounds like you might be processing some really challenging feelings and writing is a great way to do that. Keep writing.