okay I’m going to try confused
Confused
I am in a church. How did I get here? It’s empty, I must be early. I take out my phone and check my social media, nothing new happened, just the same basic things: celebrity drama. I wish I were a celebrity I thought, but immediately regretted saying that. I wouldn’t like everyone to know about THAT.
Someone enters the room. A woman in black. She’s crying. What happened? What is this?
She approaches me, she looks angry now. I’m scared. Suddenly I see black.
I’m back in my bedroom. What kind of sick game is this? Is this a dream? No, I feel pain. I look at my arm, it’s bleeding, and it hurts, it hurts so much.
“Mom?!” I yell, hoping for an answer. I don’t get one.
I pick up my phone and dial 112, no one answers. A notification. I click on it, it’s from instagram, but there aren’t any posts. It’s as if I was the only person alive. What is this place?
Is it a dream? I hope. But in the meantime, I’ll try to stop the bleeding.
for the og, this could be a sequel for “Woods” 