Cry in the Night

Written by Violetofen4

''Why am I here? What is my purpose anymore?''

Why does he keep me alive?

Here I sat, a lonely soul, in the shadows of the dark room. Who am I, you are asking yourself.

I am you, as you are me. We're the same, you see, by the paleness of our skin, the flash of our eyes, the dark brown hair. Aren't we?

My name is Lost. I used to have many other names before I settled on this one. I'm a traveler, a wanderer. Come, sit fellow nobody. With me of course, we'll tell grand tales.

Won't you stay a while?

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It was an ordinary evening. My silent friends engulfed me with smiles, laughter, praise that my ears could not detect. I was in a dark room, much like this, as I had for years.

In my mind, I was running, jumping, playing, with my silent friends. I had three silent friends. Their names were Willow, Minda, and Sally. I liked them a lot, but one day they were all gone.

"Now, my plan! It's complete! Open up, we know you're in there! Time for revenge!" It was a voice I'd heard before.

"Who are you?" I cried but no one could hear me. I was drowned out as I burst into the light. First thing I heard was gunfire. I flinched and dodged but in reality, I was shot. Then my soul burned, as if I was no longer in control of myself.

I faded away into the green light. And came out a different person. I wilted like those bright orchards without water. I dried out and lost all emotion. I was no longer myself.

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So now you've heard about me. Did I ever change back? Yes, yes I did. And I got away from the evil that had killed my bloodlines and ripped my life apart.

That is why my name is now Lost.

I am no longer Samantha.

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This short story was written by Violetofen4. I hope you enjoyed it, although it was short and mainly used symbolism.