Help

If you can't tell by now, I enjoy writing "excerpts" from imaginary stories in my head. This is one of them.

I know that I need help. Hell, I even want help. I am just too afraid to ask for it. Maybe that’s why I did what I did. Was the bullying just an excuse to call out to people? That’s what Dr. Faber thinks at least. I once asked her what her goal was for me. She said that all she wanted to do was to understand, and help me understand with her. But I am not sure I want to understand. I am not sure of anything. I don’t even know what I should be feeling. Relieved that I’m still alive? Disappointed? Angry because all of the things that I worked so hard to keep inside are all out in the open? I don’t feel anything. I just feel numb.

Reviews

[Johnny]

Yes.. those that bully others are often times the subject of cruelty themselves... You right such deep poems of intense nature.. very good!!

[Leon C]

A lovely story. Nice short sentences that add to the urgency and a confessional tone. It was nice dark tones. And I like the bitterness in the final sentence and the cynical tone about the Doctor

I'm struggling to find something to improve.

No its really very good

[Hogwarts]

Thank you so much :) That means a lot.

[78Jon]

This is from an imaginary story in your head?

[Hogwarts]

Yes, it is :)

[78Jon]

Ok, just asking. Do you write non fiction only?

[Hogwarts]

I don't really write non-fiction ever.

[Jett_jeanette]

Wow it would take my like a month to write something this thoughtful. I love it!!!!

[Hogwarts]

Thank you! I appreciate it!