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Life Before You
Word vomit about Wilbur telling Tallulah a scary story
Content Warning: Suspense, allusion to insanity, self harm, and child abuse
(not intense)
Word Count: 245
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Don’t look at me like that, little one
You have no idea what I’ve done
It was a cave, of course it echoed
Sometimes it felt so loud, even with just the two of us
Like there was a crowd, repeating ourselves back to us
Our agreements were as loud as our disagreements
Divots in walkways and winding paths
It felt hollow there, there were things missing
There was no space for us in the natural curve of the walls, we made space though
The dirt under my fingernails and my callouses filled me up
Satisfied me, softened the cruel blade of hunger that I ran up and down my skin
Guilt and hope fought in my chest, like savage animals
They agreed loudly on anger, though
On revenge
On destruction, one way or another
When surrounded by anger or grief, anger felt more inviting
My eyes were stuck open, my walking was staggered
My insides burned, I decided to throw a match down the hatch to char and numb it all up
And I left them. Alone. I should feel bad about it, I should’ve tried to fix it.
All I felt was pity.
I felt above them, tiny things in my hand
It was the act of a coward.
Only a naive fool is happy when he dies.
Being a martyr only works when you stay dead.
What?
Of course I’m making it up.
I didn’t live before you, young one.