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Click hereI walked out of my room, I stoped and looked around
I no longer felt welcome in this house.
I put on my shoes and put on my hat, i felt discomfort in my mind,
my shoes felt bigger than usual, or was it that my mind was telling me
I had bigger shoes than I could fill. I grew inraged with my thoughts
I left the house no longer my home sweet home but my dungeon, my cell,
my cage...
Why has everything turning into a shadow? I had been going through a conversion
from optimistic to pesimistic, I felt that I no longer had an opinion
but instead what I said was to be rebeled against.
What was wrong with me, I no longer felt the freedom of being a human
but the restraint of being a slave, I had been walking unconsiously back
to my other home sweet home, the arms of my significant other.
I rang the doorbell but no answer, something I was so used to...
my mind again telling me a metaphor I was not ready for.
I turned around slowly and began to walk away, I began to walk to the park
near my elementary school, I sat and pondered what was going on with me.
Once again my mind prodded me to insanity, I looked around and the park was
empty, this metaphor had been clear, the emptiness, the little I learnt, what
was I other than just a waist of a seat in a classroom? The very same thing I was
sitting on the swing today in the park...
Nothing.