“Your loneliness, your downfall.”
“Wha-”
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Waking up, I looked around in a cold sweat. The voice I heard was frightening to me for some reason, the thing that it said had given me the most amount of fear that I have felt in a long while.
Getting off the bed, I started to get my things ready for school but I stopped as I remembered that it was the weekend.
“Hehe, I still do things by nature it seems.” I laughed at my own deprecation.
Putting the things back in its place, I leave my room to see if anyone is awake yet. Reaching the room of my mother, I could hear her sleeping peacefully so I let her be.
My mother was someone that could never find love, but she always wanted to have a child, that is how she became my mother, she adopted me from an orphanage that was never kind to the children they had.
Because of this she became the only person i cared for, she was a caring mother that struggled with her job because of management but she enjoyed what she did.
‘She should rest for a while.’
Going to the kitchen next, i take out somethings to make myself and mother breakfast
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It took a while but I eventually finished, I ate my portion and left the rest for her in a container.
In the living room, I put on my shoes to get ready for my job. After doing that I left for work.
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Walking outside I looked around for a while, I could see that people were still inside but it should be expected as the moon is still slightly up. Reaching my destination, I open it up and go inside to get ready. The first room was the painting room but I had to go change first so going into the hallway on the right of the door, I went into the changing room and changed into the clothes that I used for painting.
After getting ready, I go back to the room and get the things I needed to start. Putting the things into position, I started to draw.
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It was sunny outside as the sun beamed down softly onto me. I was adding the finishing touches onto the thing I was drawing and as soon as I finished it, I could hear the door being opened.
Looking over to the door I could see an older male coming inside. He looked at me and seemed to be visibly angry at me.
“Why the hell did you come this early? What time did you get here.” he asked me. He was angered for some reason but I had gotten used to it, he was always angry at me.
“Around 3 to 5 AM.”
“What the hell is wrong with you, look you don’t need to be here that early alright.” I just nodded in response. He looked at me before going to the changing room.
I just continued what I was going to do in the first place, getting the things out to paint. I started to paint what I had drawn.
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The painting was done. It was a drawing of a boy in school clothes walking in a hallway but was surrounded by a darkness that covered everything except for the eyes that were floating behind him looking at him, as if they were disgusted, angry, glad and gleeful for the desperation that was showing on the boy's face.
I looked around to see if the man had started to paint and he indeed was. He had started to paint his drawing.
After looking at him I got up and started to put things away to leave but the sound seemed to attract the man.
“You're leaving already?” I nodded to his question. “Alright.” he said before going back to work.
He was painting a forest, something that looked beautiful instead of dark compared to my own. Going to the changing room and putting back my clothes on and leaving the place, I walk back home. It was still rather early in the day and most people were starting to get up and such. I could see people walking around with their friends or family.
I walked slightly faster before reaching my home. Going inside I could see my mother in the living room watching television.
“Oh you’re back. How has work been?”
“Good.” I answered, and she nodded in return.
“That is good and also thank you for cooking for me but you should eat more, i can tell you only eat a third of the food at most.” She said in worry and also slightly anger but with the love of a mother.
“I know mom. I just didn’t feel that hungry.”
“Alright but don’t forget to eat more, also you can sleep for longer, you technically don’t start work till 6.”
“I know.”
“Alright, now do the things you want to do.” she said before going back to watching the T.V., i just nodded to myself before going to my room to sleep for a bit longer before going to see what i need to buy from the story.
Reaching my room, I lay on the bed and fell asleep quickly.