I miss him the second he disappears. I miss him so much it hurts.

I woke up, gasping for air, my disoriented mind still thinking I was sprawled out on the forest ground, freezing to death from the monsters’ deathly touch. That the tan walls forming my bedroom were just an illusion. I bolted upright in my bed, my pulse racing as I untangled myself.

We lay in bed for a while, listening to the ocean crash against the shore. There are birds cawing just outside the window and someone is snoring out in the living room. I hold onto her while she falls asleep, wishing this is how things would always be. That I could just lie here with her and be at peace with myself and life.

Welcome to hell, Ryler, a place where the evil thrive and the weak die.

There’s a legend that a very long time ago a meteorite fell from the sky and landed up in the mountains that surround this valley.

My school has apparently never seen someone so gothically adorable.” “What does that even mean?” She smirks at me. “You know, dark, mysterious, sullen, yet cute.” I gape at her. “Do you even have a filter?” She swiftly shakes her head. “No way. Where’s the fun in that?

Gemma, there’s no use running.” The man’s voice rumbled through the night. It was the same voice that always showed up right before the monsters captured me. “No matter what you do, you’ll never escape.

Everyone fears him in their own way. And fear grows in the dirt of that town, soak the air, are engrained into the minds of every single person who resides there. That’s how a place like that exists. Without fear, the society would crumble.

I wish for happiness in a world full of sorrow. There’s always so much pain and I wish for all of it to be gone.

I hate that crossing paths with someone from my past can throw me back to the darkness and sadness that may always be a part of me.