What You've Done

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
Please note: this story is based on the cover pic and is not a personal write.

Submitted: June 17, 2017

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What You’ve Done.

 

Look at me! No, don’t you dare turn away. I want you to see just what you have made me become. Do you like it? Are you proud? Me, as I now am......your creation. Broken, twisted, turned into a timid, terrified version of who I was when we met.

 

Do you even remember me then? I don’t, not really. I know that I was happy and that I used to smile a lot. Wasn’t that one of the things you said you so loved about me? Well, if that was really true why did you single-handedly see that the laughter would be silenced and the smile would disappear?

 

All those compliments, all those lies. All those declarations of love! They meant nothing to you, did they? They were just a means to an end, simply a ruse to help you to get your own way. I honestly believed that you cared about me. And because of that, I allowed myself to care back. I trusted you with my heart, my mind.....my life! And what did you do? You took my heart and shattered it into tiny little shards. You took my mind and twisted it up in knots so complicated that they’ll never come undone. And my life, you tore it in to shreds and fed it to the wind.

 

Do Not Walk Away! Not yet, okay. Give me just a few more minutes of your precious time then you can go. I won’t try and stop you. It’s not all your fault, I’m not saying that. I played along, allowed myself to become so dependant, so desperate to please. I allowed myself to get lost in your little game.

 

I’m nothing now. Merely an empty, breathing husk. I can’t even feel miserable because I have no emotions left inside. I’m a zombie, if you like. One of the living dead! A monster of your own creation.

 

Yeah, you can go now. I don’t want to see you, hear from you ever again. Wipe me from your memory for I no longer exist. Just do one thing for me. One last favour. Walk away now, this instant, and please do not look back.


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