Hey Guy's
I desided to write something today. I played the game: You left me. And I thought it was beautiful. From what I know it was from a creator here on NG and I was one of lucky players who played it when it first came out on NG. I know the feeling of loss all to well and today I watched the game on Jacksepticeyes channel. It remembered me about it, and so I wanted to write a short story. I haven’t done that in a while so I wanted to do it again. I wanted to call my story you left me as well because it is my inspiration.
You left me:
When I look in the mirror you’re not there anymore. The days tick by, and every single day I think about you. The person who left me. I know you never left me with a choice but the world became so lonely. The friends around me sometimes are not enough to cheer me up when I feel low. I smile but in the end of the day I collapse and I can’t make myself seek help.
The mirror speaks every morning. It sais I look okay today. It looks closer at me and sometimes even grabs my hand to comfort me in the dark times. The images shifts every morning to a new person. A new hair style, a new smile, a new frown, new teeth, new eyes, a new person. Every morning the mirror speaks like it wants to know me.
When I go down the stairs every window peeks at me. Like I am some kind of secret walking through the halls. The small mirrors in the hall look at me as well. They want a glans of what the big mirror sees. A secret only he can see for his own. The so called beauty he sees in me.
The curtains hide my existence. They don’t want to share me and let people see what I am doing every day. They try to protect me from the world outside, and the feelings that bust into colorful splashes of paint inside the house.
When I go outside I put on my mask of always being happy. When I see couples I smile and they smile back while my shadow who has the mask on is cracking. My shadow has little white lines in it while I walk around the house. The pain I hide.
When you left it had an impact. My whole life changed because of it. The mirror saw the truth but my brains marks it ugly, the windows try see who I really am, while the curtains try to hide who I am. My mask prevents me from speaking the truth, and the colorful paint I have is invisible until you shine a uv light on it. Every single day I open my eyes to find the same empty shadow who walks around the house.
It still sits in your chair, it still stands next to me when we walk. Your shadow follows me everywhere I go. The time ticks down until both our shadows remain but until that time I will always have to walk around with your shadow beside me.
~End.
I hope you enjoyed that little story. I didn’t have a lot of inspiration to write a lot but it is something I like so I want to share it. Anyway I hope you all have a wonderful day.
~N
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MchectorII
I know how that feels like,take it from someone who has been doing it for almost a decade.Having to hide your true self from the world can be uncomfortable,even painful at times because of whatever reasons you feel the need to keep it to yourself.What's worse is that inner struggle which holds you back from going out there and meeting other people and talking to them.Your family and friends can support you but no one will understand this better than yourself and it's you alone who can fight and win in the end.