The Darkness

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
The darkness is coming for me. It's only a matter of time - time I don't have. Do I run? Do I stay? The choice is hard to make because love is the only thing keeping me from running and at the same time it keeps me from staying. See what my decision and the consequences it holds is in this short essay.

Submitted: November 30, 2014

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It is dark all around us. He whispers to me that I shouldn't be afraid, but my grip on his arm remains tightly in place. An unpleasant feeling tugs at the pit of my stomach. The Darkness is coming for us now. I can feel it. Somewhere in the distance wolves howl painfully at the moon. My heart is racing at the speed of light and I seek protection from the only person who cannot help me, for this is not his fight to fight. The Darkness wants only me, but won't let anything stand in its way. As the unpleasant tug expands, I let out a small whimper. My helplessness is evident. I am a coward. He pulls me closer to him, saying the four words that I fear most: \"I will protect you.\" I want to run from him, tell him goodbye, but where must one draw the line between love and fear? Surely I can't keep running forever. I am like a magnet for The Darkness - it always finds me again, regardless of how often and how far I run. I have two options - I either stay and fight or I run and deny myself the simplest pleasure of finding love. Either way, I will come out battered, bruised and barely alive, if alive at all. \"I know what you're thinking,\" he says, breaking the silence and my thoughts. I look up and somehow find his glistening eyes. I say nothing. I wait for him to share his thoughts first. After a while he sighs and says in a barely audible whisper, \"One day this will catch up with you anyway. You might as well stay with me and fight it.\" \"I will not let you die.\" I am surprised at how strong my voice sounds when, in fact, I feel myself slowly crumbling inside. I move my eyes away from him again and consider my options, taking all aspects into account. Run or stay? Run or stay? Run or stay? \"Stay,\" he says, as if reading my mind. My indecisiveness and ultimate helplessness convinces me to stay right next to him where we stand in his house, facing the door as if expecting The Darkness to knock like a civilized person. The wind grows stronger and the floorboards that make up the front porch starts to creak. The unpleasant feeling in my stomach has grown to its full size and soon I will lose control of my calmness. He holds me close to him as I await my emotions to start running wild. At first I let out a tiny shriek of fear and collect my thoughts with as much strength as I can muster. Then I sink to my knees as the first strike of lightning flashes on the mountain top. I try hard not to scream, but the darkness is very close now, demanding for me to be found. Windows fly open, lightning strikes, thunder roars. My screams and cries can be heard above all of it. He crouches down beside me and throws his arms around me. \"It's okay!\" He yells loud enough for me to hear. \"It's here!\" I say not a minute before the door is flown open and all I see is nothingness. The last thing I hear before he and I both errupt in fits of screams in his voice saying the three most reassuring words: \"I love you.\" And in this moment I find contentment and am finally ready to face Death.


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