I feel a lot like a jellyfish. Swimming in my own little world. My sea is dark and cold, with many problems and troubles. Lately I've been acting even more like a jellyfish, and it's not actually me; but my body. Physical contact pisses me off, and I often space out and when I come back, I act depressed and like a whole new person. I often get lost in my thoughts and find myself thinking about things that aren't normal for average kids to think about.
I'm afraid that I'm not fully sane. I don't feel like it. It may seem I'm in my own perfect little world, but in reality, I feel like I could snap at any second. I truly am like a jellyfish, looking extravagant and beautiful until someone crosses the line and I snap, electrocuting them. Wrapping my cruel tentacles around them. Hurting them. Hurting the ones I love. I'm afraid someone might throw me into an asylum. I'm not insane. I can control my snaps. I'm not a threat as long as no one hugs me too tightly or pokes me.
Am I crazy? I think I could be. I think I might be...
I think I am.
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Basically Dear Myself
Short StoryBasically dear myself, Life is pretty tough right now. I'm smart. I have friends. But I'm having to cope with the worst possible thing ever; I think I'm going insane. [Warning: may have slightly disturbing thoughts or scenes. Recommended age 13 or...
