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When the people whom we love the most leave us, we start learning to live with the shadows they have left inside us.


-Akshay Vasu

Shadows



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Kabhi kabhi bheed mein tanhaaiyan bhi sath chhod deti hein,
Khud ko dhundne niklo to parchhaaiyan bhi sath chhod deti hein... #NojotoQuote

Loner :)*
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She decided to free herself,
Free from the tormenting shadows,
Prison of her dark past.
Expectations which went wrong.
Spooky cottage of wild dreams,
Where the land was always wet,
Blue zephyr, 
Full of dust.
Her sob story was written
On the pages where the ink cried,
And the dark shadows smiled,
As after every night,
There is a sunrise.
She began her journey,
To live her own life,
In which she will be the queen of her own kingdom..
After all how much will this freedom cost?? 
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she decided to free herself..❤
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Something in the cabin

The air was cold, the forest was gloomy, with the river rushing every calming and horrifying. Something creeping outside of my tent. My nose sniffles. I could hear snaps, like the traps I set were snapping. The shadows I could see outside of my tent, were like the nightmares I had as a child. Or memories I once had, the scaring ones. Illuminating in my eyes. Waiting for something to happen. The river stopped and the air got warmer on my ear like someone or something was blowing on it. I turned around and I saw it. Big, horrifying, black, long, cold figure. All I could see was its teeth, big and white.

A few hours before- I was forced to go. I really didn’t want to. Camping with papa was annoying, although we get smores, I was always in the same area, alone, in a tent. But this year we were going somewhere else because they found a couple bodies of campers ripped up and hung up the trees. My grandpa wanted to go still, but my grandma wanted us to not.

We got to the camp site and there was a cabin next to it with a river running next to it. The cabin was small and had holes in it. There was a lot of graffiti on the walls. And something smelled terrible! It smelled something dead. My grandpa wanted to check it out, but it was already getting dark and we didn’t have time. So, we quickly set up the camp site, had diner, then went to bed.

The air was cold, the forest was gloomy, with the river rushing every calming and horrifying. Something creeping outside of my tent. My nose sniffles. I could hear snaps, like the traps I set were snapping. The shadows I could see outside of my tent, were like the nightmares I had as a child. Or memories I once had, the scaring ones. Illuminating in my eyes. Waiting for something to happen. The river stopped and the air got warmer on my ear like someone or something was blowing on it. I turned around and I saw it. Big, horrifying, black, long, cold figure. All I could see was its teeth, big and white.

It approached me and touched my lips, like it was telling me to be silent. Then it ribbed a hole in my tent and pointed. I looked out and there was something much bigger caring my grandpa. My grandpa was ripped up like they showed on TV. I was scared for my life. Grandpa was dead and grandma is probably too. I turn around the thing just grabbed me and leaped into the air onto a branch. I look at it and it points down. I look down and see the huge on my tent and my tent crushed under it. The thing right next to me saved me.

I look at it and whisper, “Can you take me home?” It nods. This thing is here to help me. He picks me up and jumps again, higher and higher. We can see inside the cabin, there are so many bodies. Ripped and laying. I then close my eyes and hug it. The thing starts to turn. I open my eyes and see it’s hugging me back. It is bright and beautiful. Then the dark creature jumps up and sees me. It smiles with the teeth sticking out, sharp and bloody.

I take the creature that is bright as light and hold its hand. Then, as if, it was slow motion I say, “Take me home.” with the sweetest smile and everything is bright. I wake up in a flower patch. I see my home. I get up and rush over to the door. Then turn around and see the forest, big and beautiful. In that forest I see it. He was bright and calming, then he slowly turned into butterflies. Till that day I see a butterfly every day, like he still watching over me. Everything has been so beautiful and calm.

In this story, the dark thing represents depression and all the thing you are afraid of or everything you hate. The “it” is the big beautiful this that you care for and the happiness. The cabin is the dark places that you have gone and the home is the areas that you are most comfortable.

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