When I was a child, I was afraid of ... by wolf-chibichan, literature
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When I was a child, I was afraid of ...
When I was a child, I was afraid of walking home alone in the dark. In the winters, especially, just walking home from school was something that truly terrified me. It terrified me, as I was a child with a great imagination. Not seeing what was around me in the woods I would have to walk through to get home only made it worse. Because even when I couldn’t see, I could still hear and I could still feel. I could hear every little noise that was created by something out there. I heard the wind rustling the trees, the crunching of snow under my boots, and that godforsaken rumbling and rustling I would never know the origin of.
During my lo
Life...
Death...
What's the difference?
Who would care if one were to disappear suddenly with no trace?
Why should they?
Words...
That's what they use.
They use it to make you think they like you.
To believe in them and trust them blindly.
It's a mistake.
Never trust if you're not sure they're worth it.
Otherwise you will regret it.
No one will keep all your secrets to themselves.
It lies in the human nature to lie and deceive.
They deceive you with words coated in sugar.
As long as you have something they want they will be your best friend.
But no.
It's never true.
As soon as you've given it to them or they simply do not want it anymore you