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Every levels are one emotion
Where am I ? I can’t remenber
what happened… wait… that’s like a waking dream, what is this
Oh, now I remember. I tried to kill
myself with medicines. I don’t wanna live anymore. Or, should I
talk to past ? I am dead ? Is there… that ?
I hate, or hated life. Life wasn’t
for me. Well, maybe it was, but I think I wasn’t made for living.
Life is only a very long time of
sufferings, and Death is the only healing. You live for nothing.
… But where am I ?
I feel like… If I was here, but
without my body… Am I in my « soul » form ?
Without any body ?
Hey, what’s that ? A Ball ?
I can’t move as I want with that !!!
I always felt shame. I remember the
laughters of the other kids. The first time, it was terrible and I
cryed everyday. But, I finally became familiar with this. Kids are
horrible persons, espacially with other kids.
This world is rubbish. Violence, sex,
drugs, people era so stupid so they become controlled by these
addictions, and in the same time the « powerful ones »
can do what they want. Look at them, they do it just behind a trash…
One of the very rare moments of
hapiness in my pathetic life. I won this cup when I was in High
school. It was a cross-country race. I finished first, and I have to
admit I still don’t know how. But I was so happy I wasn’t
thinking about it on the moment. I wish I’ll be able to feel this
A moment like that… I had plenty of
these. For everything. Everything made me Sad. I was constantly
suffering, and nobody never came to me. The only thing I had to fight
were my tears. I can fill a whole pool with it. Life sucks. But I
won’t cry again.
His name is Spoofy. He was only 3 weeks
when I got him. I was so happy, and he was my best friend. My only
friend actually. Everytime I was crying alone on my bed, he came to
me, as he wented to say : « You’re not alone. At least I
am here ».
I feel hate. A lot of hate, just by
remember his face. His name was Tony, I call him « No-Heart
Tony ». His main hobby was to tax the young girls in front of
schools at the end of the day. But one day when I went to collect my
little sister after school, I saw him bothering my sister. I crushed
his head. Literally.
I… I am scared. I remember of
everything. Everything good, and everything bad. I’m still
suffering. Am I dead ? Is that it ? Death ? Suffering
again, but forever ? I am scared. I don’t want to suffer
anymore. I don’t wanna die. I want to live. I hate it ! I hate
death ! HELP ME !
Help me… Mia ? Mia please help
me. You are my only reason to live. You make me breathe and fight
everyday. I wonder about you everyday. I want to be with you forever,
Mia. I love you. I don’t wanna die, please help me. Give me enough
power to live again. I LOVE YOU !
EYES OPEN :
What ? Am I…. alive ? Was I
really die ? Did it works ? I… I’m alive !!!