Thunder roars across the rotting hallways.
Lightning illuminates against the windows,
making the shadows retreat to once they came,
Only to reveal that of a memory of my past,
Here, to take my place.
This is a true story about why I don't sleep at night anymore.
I woke up one July morning, like any other.
Going through the usual routines of my day.
I sign in to Runescape, my Authenticator asks for my six digit code.
I pick up my phone to get onto my app but what I read freezes me in place.
My heart is beating so fast, I immediately knew something was wrong.
6 long text messages followed by one short, simply "I love you, I'm sorry. Good-bye"
My girlfriend committed suicide the night before.
I now associate Runescape with the death of my one true beloved.
+|
There once was a house with a lonely man.
The kids would keep him company.
He was happy to always see them
One day when the kids would leave, he wanted to keep them.
And have them a part of the house.
James came home after a long day. His wife was silent as he entered.
A blood-splattered note laid on the floor.
“James, I’m leaving. I won’t be back. Goodbye.”
His fake wife glared, eyes glowing red.
Dark
Silent
Except for a Thud Patter sound
Cold
But getting warmer
Another Thud Patter
Cramped, cant move
Thud Patter
Air, need air
Thud Patter
I scratch at the lid by my face
Thud Patter
Silent
Dark
You had to look, didn't you? This spoiler got scared and ran away, shame on you!
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by
Mrs Shazbat
29.10.11 In the Queue at RF2,
Complete a quiz and the prize is yours,
I saw the prize and dropped my jaw,
but then told at #26 in the queue, all prizes were gone!
The Golden Scythe I should've won.