a short story..., that i wrote. Options

[melface]

So, anyway... here's the deal.. I wrote a 'short story' sort of... and I just wanted to share it with those here at createblog... Please do not take it and put your name on it... That would just be so unoriginal and idiotic and low... okay, thanks... I don't think I have a title for it so if anyone has one... please, let me know... I hope you like it, it's crap, though... and it's long.. okay I'll shut up now...


She sighed and put down the mug of her warm, creamy liquid. She stared down into it and watched her reflection for a minute or two. The unfamiliar face mocked her misery. Lifting the mug to her lips, and with a few more sips, the mocking was gone... but the misery proceeded. Standing, walking, almost like floating unconsciously into the cafe's restrooms. She felt detached and lost. She locked the door, not caring about who else wanted to barge in. She peered into the scratched, unwashed mirror, and she's disappointed once she makes sure it's really her bruised face. She mumbles, "nope, still the same...", as she hoped for a different person than from what she has seen from back at the small, cornered table. She dug into her purse, ransacking it for a brandless, cheap, red lipstick; once found, her hand slowly wrote next to her pale face, "You are not worth living for."...

Her eyes stung, and her heart slowed in pace followed by deep inhales and long exhales. Streaks were gently created from her Maybelline mascara and Cover Girl eyeliner. She let out a barely audible sigh and wiped her eyes and her cheeks. She rinsed her face of the tears, makeup, and pain... she walked out of the restroom that has become so familiar to her over the past couple of weeks... it was a routine to her, now. She was surrounded by people who she knew and didn't know, people who had different personalities, she felt alone, once again. She loved and hated feeling this way... people walked on looking happy with bright smiles on their faces. She smiled, as well, admiring them for a split second and then the loathing kicked in. She knew she was a beautiful, unique individual, with her purse full of useless items and a body and mind, useless, as always.

She walked on, into the busy, chaotic street. Feeling hopeless, she walked with the crowd. No, she didn't know where she was being taken... she just kept drifting on with them. She thought, "Am I doing the right thing?..", she stopped suddenly, a man shoved passed her and a woman gave looks, as a small child watched from a bench. She turned off into a small alley...


She felt relieved... she looked back a couple of times and watched the river of people walking by out on the street sidewalk... She found a pile of dirty crates at the end of the alley, where the buildings came together, forming a little dead end... she sat. The tall structures on both sides of her, and behind her... caused her to feel a pang of claustrophobia... in front of her was the alley she had just walked to get to the new, semi-comfortable chair. Past a few leaking pipes and a couple of ripped and flattened boxes, she could see the world go by. She turned her chin up and looked up at the sky... She could see that it was about half past six, and the night sky was watching over her... She loved the stars that you had to squint to see...but they were much easier and prettier when she was out on a beach, somewhere, but the lights in the city made them barely visible... The huge, bright clouds above her, told her a storm was coming... yet, the sky was still so beautiful and untouchable. The dark shades of blue and black felt so close to her... so close, she could touch them. She sighed, for the third time... and she cried, for the second. She didn't worry about her appearance, this time... She was tired of the facade and she was tired of life... She had found a small box cutter next to her chair of crates...
She sighed, for the fourth time... she cut herself, for the third... and finally, she died for the second.

[melface]

And so... since we have a writing forum now... I think this should be moved..


yep.