What is going on? Nothing, I'm "fine". Heard that one? Yeah, me too. And I also said it multiple times and yet, I was never fine. I needed a friend, just a hug or something, but I was afraid, shy and embarrassed to ask for help.
the less of you, the more of...
How distance can make you feel closer, yet the closeness can make you feel so distant. Is it a vicious circle? Or just a natural reaction of our souls?
My story and my death perception. Enjoy reading a fresh point of view.
Part Six (true one) is twisting the story a bit more, so I hope you'll like it.
A part five of my challenge of writing. Read on to find out how to story evolves.