chapter 15

I layed on my bed and I faced the ceiling. I felt like the space in my chest where emotions resided in, was lit, on fire.

I was restless, but I was still, I couldn't move, myriads of thoughts ran wild in my head, how could it fucking be.

I was trying to piece the whole thing, I was literally trying to piece my life.

When I was a boy, I was all alone, locked up in a gigantic house, I got home school till I was ten and I was sent to boarding school in another continent, just because my parents were too busy to take care of me. And they rarely visited me, they just spent a fortune paying for my education.

Rain falling outside reminded me of a movie I'd once seen, a sad and quiet movie, that bore a strong dark emotion to it and now, it didn't want to let me go.

I stood up from my bed and I walked to the closet, I used to do this as a child, when I was upset, I would go to the closet and lay on the floor, holding my knees to my chest and eventually I would sleep off, I was a
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