A Dark Place: Part I of II

It's dark. Dreary, even. And I can sense a hint of sorrow.  I'm stuck in this deep, melancholy abyss that I can't seem to get out of, nor do I want to.  It's as if there is no today, no yesterday, and no tomorrow.  Nothing exists right now... heck, I don't even exist.  My family, my friends, my enemies... none of them exist in this place.  It's a simpler place, I must admit.  When I'm closed off here, I feel no sense of need; no sense of want; no sense of doing anything to be productive. I'm just... here.  I'm sure you've been to this place; I've been here many times, as you may or may not know.  I just sit and stare; I don't think, I don't listen, I don't speak.  I simply just... stare. I don't know what else to do in this place.

Secrets To Be Told...: Part 5

            7:20AM. ‘Damnit, Alisson, where are you?’ I got nervous and began to shake. It wasn’t that cold out, but I had goose bumps.  I moved my eyes back to the hooded figure, to see if he did anything new; he did.

            The hooded figure had disappeared. ‘Where did he go?! Hrm, maybe he went to his class… I’m thinking too much. Why was I so paranoid? Obviously he’s a new kid who came to this school early. Duh.’  I exerted a sigh of relief; I guess I was feeling shaky all for nothing. I guess what happened in the past just scarred me for life.  I looked at the parking lot, and didn’t see Alisson anywhere, so I went back inside the hallways. I went to get my cell phone, to see if I got any texts while I was outside.  

Secrets To Be Told...: Part 4

              I look at my watch, tick tock. Tick tock. I look around the parking lot. There was one more car then last time; I didn’t recognize it.  ‘Must be a new kid, or an old kid with a new car.’ It was a blue Corolla with a “Jesus is my Homeboy” bumper sticker on its trunk. ‘Hah, we’ve got a new religious guy at school. Just what we need. Hope none of the football players see that car; they’ll never leave that kid alone.’ I looked down at my clock again. 7:08AM. I checked the parking lot to see if Alisson had come.  I couldn’t find her, but I did come across something strange. The new Corolla was there, but I noticed that there was someone inside. ‘Strange. I wonder if he’s doing work or something… or maybe he’s- No. That’s not possible. You’re just becoming paranoid.’  I looked at my watch again, with more anxiety this time.

            7:10AM.  Time seems to go by so slowly.