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I’m not good with grammar or really anything but I thought I would share my trashy stories and stuff with people who probably didn’t even ask.

[annoyingleech]

Hi, I’m not good with grammar nor writing really but I decided to put my tiny smooth brain to work.

Disclaimer; I haven’t really proofread much so if you see problems I appreciate all the constructive criticism. Also if you have any ideas or suggestions on how to make the narrator (the one who is making fun of nyx) stand out more please leave a comment.

Thank you for taking the time to read this, story below

Prologue

Pathetic

Twisting and turning– sometimes the hardest part of falling asleep is finding the perfect position. But of course it only lasts for a couple of minutes, now you have to actually go to sleep. Though, if your position is good enough it won't be that hard; I’ve never really had that luxury though. Just sit there for hours upon hours just-. Bored? Restless? Unfulfilled? Sigh, it does happen though, falling asleep I mean but of course, as soon as I go to sleep I wake up a short while after. Maybe I’m just unlucky. I'm not too sure how to process this lack of sleep or why this happens to me in general… Maybe I’m just sick, or maybe there’s something wrong with my brain. I’m not sure but it has been a while since I last went to the hospital. Ugh! My head’s pounding, I- I can't! “I can’t”... I say that a lot, don't I… I should really stop. Saying “I can’t take this” over a measly headache… Pathetic. I’m so pathetic.

Chapter 1

Annoying “friend” (might change)

RING! RING! RING! The alarm clock rang for what seemed like forever. The constant ringing pierced through Nyx’s pathetic little ears like a needle through a dirty cloth. He groaned slightly while twisting his body to the opposite side of the clock. RING! RING! RING! He finally snapped like the pathetic little man he was, so prone to anger. “I GET IT!” He shouts now irritated by the constant “ringing”. RING! RI– He grabbed the clock and threw it across the room. BANG! The clock now shattered in millions of pieces just like his poor embarrassing little life, now bathing in the dust and dirt on his floor. “Uh-... dang it.” He sighed while rubbing his eyes “Not again.” After a moment of sitting there putting his mind together bit by bit he felt like he was forgetting something. Maybe it was the fact his life had been so miserable up until this point, no, that’s impossible. Every moment he’s alive is a clear reminder of that. YAWN “I feel like crap…” Nyx sighs again aggressively as if he just now figured out something that was quite obvious from the start. He moves to the edge of his bed and sits up. He then turns to look at his phone “What time is it- FREAK-” BANG! He trips over his blanket and drops to the floor immediately. The moron seems to have forgotten that he still has to work at that miserable job today. The thud was loud enough to send his old neighbor in a frenzy. Though if I’m being honest I’m not surprised he made such a thud.

To Be Continued…

[annoyingleech]

Given I am this 🤏 close to almost disliking writing as a whole (because of all the grammar etc stuff my smooth brain can’t handle) I always find myself conjuring up these stories. Like in the moment I could make up a whole story with a decent plot etc. but soon as I get to that paper/keyboard, nothing. Absolutely nothing. It makes it no better my

[annoyingleech]

Fear the Moon

Disclaimer! My grammar etc. might be booty

(I made it a while ago so don’t judge too much)

Writing below ⬇️

Fear the Moon

Fear the moon,

Fear the cool breeze on a dark afternoon,

Fear the sun setting to escape the terrors of the blue,

Fear the rustle of the restless trees,

Fear the wretched screams in the distance,

Fear that voice telling you it's nothing,

Fear of the snaps of twigs when the air is thick,

Fear those eyes, those DANGEROUSLY bright eyes.

They watch,

They stalk,

They hunt,

Fear the silence,

Fear the noise,

Fear the bright lights,

Fear the dark below,

Fear the people who tell you to dream,

Fear the people who tell you to wish,

Fore when they see your dreams and

listen to your wishes, you’ll wish you hadnt-

Fear the person who says “fear the moon”,

Fear the person who says “fear the breeze”,

Fear the person who says “fear the trees”

Fear the person who hears “screams” in the distance,

ITS NOTHING….

Fear the person who fears twigs snapping in the woods,

Dont fear those eyes, Dont fear my-THOSE, beautiful bright eyes,

Those eyes with WATCH over you, to search for danger,

Those eyes will STALK you, to make sure you’re safe,

Those eyes will HUNT, those who try and hurt you,

DON'T fear the silence,

DON'T fear the noise,

DON'T fear the bright lights,

And DO NOT fear the dark below,

DREAM,

WISH,

Let me see your dreams, and hear your wishes, for I will set you free-

Fear the moon,

NO!

DO NOT listen to it,

LISTEN TO ME!

Close your eyes,

DO NOT CLOSE YOUR EYES!

CLOSE THEM!-

[annoyingleech]

Hi, I’m not good with grammar nor writing really but I decided to put my tiny smooth brain to work.

Disclaimer; I haven’t really proofread much so if you see problems I appreciate all the constructive criticism. Also if you have any ideas or suggestions on how to make the narrator (the one who is making fun of nyx) stand out more please leave a comment.

Thank you for taking the time to read this, story below

Prologue

Pathetic

Twisting and turning– sometimes the hardest part of falling asleep is finding the perfect position. But of course it only lasts for a couple of minutes, now you have to actually go to sleep. Though, if your position is good enough it won't be that hard; I’ve never really had that luxury though. Just sit there for hours upon hours just-. Bored? Restless? Unfulfilled? Sigh, it does happen though, falling asleep I mean but of course, as soon as I go to sleep I wake up a short while after. Maybe I’m just unlucky. I'm not too sure how to process this lack of sleep or why this happens to me in general… Maybe I’m just sick, or maybe there’s something wrong with my brain. I’m not sure but it has been a while since I last went to the hospital. Ugh! My head’s pounding, I- I can't! “I can’t”... I say that a lot, don't I… I should really stop. Saying “I can’t take this” over a measly headache… Pathetic. I’m so pathetic.

Chapter 1

Annoying “friend” (might change)

RING! RING! RING! The alarm clock rang for what seemed like forever. The constant ringing pierced through Nyx’s pathetic little ears like a needle through a dirty cloth. He groaned slightly while twisting his body to the opposite side of the clock. RING! RING! RING! He finally snapped like the pathetic little man he was, so prone to anger. “I GET IT!” He shouts now irritated by the constant “ringing”. RING! RI– He grabbed the clock and threw it across the room. BANG! The clock now shattered in millions of pieces just like his poor embarrassing little life, now bathing in the dust and dirt on his floor. “Uh-... dang it.” He sighed while rubbing his eyes “Not again.” After a moment of sitting there putting his mind together bit by bit he felt like he was forgetting something. Maybe it was the fact his life had been so miserable up until this point, no, that’s impossible. Every moment he’s alive is a clear reminder of that. YAWN “I feel like crap…” Nyx sighs again aggressively as if he just now figured out something that was quite obvious from the start. He moves to the edge of his bed and sits up. He then turns to look at his phone “What time is it- FREAK-” BANG! He trips over his blanket and drops to the floor immediately. The moron seems to have forgotten that he still has to work at that miserable job today. The thud was loud enough to send his old neighbor in a frenzy. Though if I’m being honest I’m not surprised he made such a thud.

To Be Continued…