Showing posts with label Anonymous. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Anonymous. Show all posts

Thursday, 16 June 2016

The Lost Diary #9 | State of Decay


The Life of The Lost Girl: a creative fictional diary, sometimes based on certain factual truths.

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STATE OF DECAY

There’s a darkness inside of me—a demon, lurking in the shadowed parts of my soul. It consumes every ounce of my well-being and there’s no way to kill it without killing myself. It feeds on my happiness, my failures, my disappoints, my insecurities and the loss of my hope. It disables me. 

It whispers awful things to me and gets inside my head—its maggots crawling inside my mind, burying their filth and decay inside my brain. It becomes me.

Thursday, 12 February 2015

The Lost Diary #2 | The End in Friend


The Life of The Lost Girl: a creative fictional diary, sometimes based on certain factual truths.
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The End in Friend

I had this best friend once, we were close. People often mistook us as a couple, but we weren't—just friends. There were times when I liked him, and I think at times he liked me too, but we never said anything. He had girlfriends and I was too afraid, waiting for Mr Right or focusing on Mr Popular (my fantasy life). I was the shy kind, the girl who barely spoke, but my best friend was the opposite—he just told you how it is and that's what I liked about him.

We had a confusing relationship you see, like sometimes I saw him as my brother, and other times I thought he was 'right' for me. He was cute in his own way, charming in others, but there was something else about him that I never wanted to admit—something I knew would eventually hurt me.