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PRE NOTES: First of all, thank you for taking the time to read my story. It means alot. : >
Much like when I wrote my last story, I'm very bored. I should sleep or study for uni tomorrow, but no. I'm a bad student. :<
Anyway, I'll be using this thread to put any more of my works here. Thanks again for reading.


A Faint Smile

If you go to the elevator next to the main entrance, up to the third floor, and down the hall way and to the left, you'll find the community room.

It's the place where I can catch a glimpse of her smiling. Well, sometimes.

The doctors don't like it when I sneak out of my room, though I don't think I'll stop.

The elevator makes its mechanical beep sound, telling me I've hit my destination. I make my way through the dimly-lit hallway and then on the left I catch sight of her.

She's sitting by the window reading her same small book. It has no name, at least on the cover. I've tried looking for it, but never could find it.

I wipe the sweat off my brow and sit on a chair on the opposite side of the room.

She casually flips the from one page to the next, without giving my pressence the slightest acknowledgment.

From one page to the next, until she's about two thirds through her book.

It suddenly hits me that I'm staring at her, but I don't stop. I can't.

It's not like she'll notice anyway.

She shows it. The reason why I come here.

A smile, if you can even call it that. A faint smirk gently runs across her face.

It looks so delicate, as if it could be broken at any moment.

Sure enough, her expression returns to it's normal self.

After another hour she finishes her book.

Shortly after, she'll get up and return to her room. I've come here so much that it almost feels like a routine.

"Hey..."

But my expectations were broken by a voice.

"Is it fun?" It's barely audible. In fact, I'm not sure if I really heard those words after she spoke them.

But I respond anyway. Even if it's my imagination, it's the first time I've heard her voice.

"Is what fun?"

"Sitting there. It's all you do."
 

I can't help but smirk. She's talking to me, and not only that but she's taken notice of me too.

"It's fun." I respond

"You're strange. Don't you want to read or do something while you sit there?"

Watching you is enough. As if I could say that.

"I'm not much of a reader, I don't know of any good books."

"Here." She passes me her book and walks off.

I wasn't really sure how to react. Actually, I didn't react at all. I just sat there for a couple of minutes before going back to my room.

Sleep came slowly. I wasn't busy reading the book, or trying to stay awake.

But still.

That night, I couldn't sleep.

 

They Won't Stop


The elevator greeted me with a generic tune. I press the button and shortly arive at the third floor.

I make my way to the community room with my book in hand, and sit down in my usual spot.

The doctors don't like me sneaking out, even more so when I'm in this state, but they can't really say anything.

The young nurses still try to stop me, but those that have been here for longer just silently let me go.

Well, not that it matters too much. It won't go on for much longer.

I start reading my book again. I lost count of how many times I've read it, but it's not like it matters.

It's not a particularly interesting, but rather it's quite dull and dry.

He came.

There is a boy who always comes and sits down with nothing to do. But even though he has nothing to do, he seems rather entertained.

Whenever I get a bit past half way he keenly watches me.

It's a little creepy, but at the same time somehow enjoyable.

I feel my lips curl upward, and it takes me a few moments for my expression to return.

After finishing my book I would normally get up and return to my room.

Normally...

But knowing I might not see him again, words just came out of my mouth.

"Hey..."

I called out loudly, trying to gain his attention.

"Is it fun?"

He looks a bit bewildered but replies with a question.

"Is what fun?"

Does he really not know?

"Sitting there. It's all you do."

"It's fun." He replies in a clear cut manner, even wearing a goofy smile while doing so.

He really is interesting.

"You're strange. Don't you want to read or do something while you sit there?"

Not that I mind.

"I'm not much of a reader, I don't know of any good books."

"Here." I give him my book, it's not like I'll need it anymore anyway.

I made my way back to my room, feeling somewhat happy- somewhat sad.

I should have talked to him more when I had the chance.

Regret slowly seeped into my mind.

It's not like I usually stay up late, but tonight I couldn't sleep.

Maybe it's because it was tomorrow, but still.

My shoulders began to hop, and as if in rythm my voice came out in small hiccups.

My eyes itched, but even after I wiped them it wouldn't stop.

 

I don't want to.

"Ah...."
 
What was that pitiful sound?

"A...h... help... me"

Is that really my voice?

"It hurts..."

What hurts? I don't even understand what I'm saying.

"Please... help... it hurts..."

And there's this rancid smell too... What's going on?

I look down to see my body painted red. Memories flood my brain without any reserve.

"IT HURTS! IT HURTS!"
 
The doctors try to restrain me. They hurt. They're hurting me.

No...

"LET GO! IT HURTS! PLEASE JUST HELP ME!"

"PLEASE! PLEASE! JUST LET ME GO! I DON'T WANT TO BE HERE!"

They're not hurting me at all. I actually can't feel anything at all.

But my stomach is bleeding out... It's so strange.

Ah... Everything is going further away...

It's all disappearing. Going white.

"Please... help"

Heh. I always figured I'd die of old age, or maybe an illness.

"Please help me..."

Who would have known it would be because of an accident.

"I..."

So stupid. But still, it's strange at how clearly I'm thinking.

"I..."

I guess when you're about to go, you're just able to accept death.

"I don't want to die..."

 

End Notes: Aaaand I should probably sleep now. Didn't really think I'd smash out three short stories, haha. 'Twas fun, hopefully I'll come back and add in more.
Thank you for reading my stories! Please leave c&c, and what not.

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