You, it is you. You did it. I was all you. Or so I though. He was using you as a puppet, now I can't get back. What goes up must come down, but what is down cannot go back up. From the beginning I was down for this, now there is no escape to mask what reality faces me. My past is my future, but my future is not my past. You were only a since of my imagination to sooth my trembling soul. And now you are gone leaving me in this hollow shell of a person. I am not strong, therefore I am not weak, I could carry you no more, but I ceased to carry myself. Could it be that this you is me, or that my me is in you. I loved the beginning, but it all has to end. But my end is immortal, so there is my love; the sounds. They are here to catch up with the you ive become. They have come to haunt me from myself and that is why I am not me. I am not the me that is you, but I am the you that is me.
IT WAS YOU.
YOU ARE READING
One Shot Horror Stories
HorrorJust a bunch of one shots I created one day. Some are scary, some are just depressing. And you will see the name Ellie in it a lot... most of these are just nightmares ive had of Ellie, shes my girlfriend so yeah.
