LOSER / LOVER.

         EDDIE   KASPBRAK   OF   STEPHEN   KING’S   IT !!!

you have fragile lungs , eddie. a voice in your ear rings , & it happens to sound an awful lot like your mother. very delicate , too delicate ! which is why when you see your tormenter in the dark sewers of derry , maggots crawling over mutilated corpse , feeding on the flesh of a boy who thought he was above god , something in your stomach churns painfully. there is a sour taste in your mouth , unpleasant & unwelcomed , followed by a gag & a distant order from the boy next to you.        ❛ ❛    i think im gonna be sick , big bill. i           ❜ ❜         WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE IN THE DEN OF THE BEAST ? 

❛   I KNOW ... /   boy trembles with images of leper still fresh in mind. YOU ARE TERRIFIED. heart is thumping & you reach for other’s hand. it’s sweaty. from the constant running or just pure anxiety , you couldn’t tell. ❛   but we have to , richie.    ❜  THROAT SEEMS TO STRUGGLE FOR AIR AT OWN WORDS.❛   we have to kill it.    ❜  for bill , you want to say. for his brother. 

for the children who never got to grow old. for the bodies in the sewers everyone seems to IGNORE. better to forget than to    live the reality   ! they could die out there , he knew. a group of seven children fighting off an entitiy that fed off of fear. thrived off of it. a thumping of the chest. count your breaths , edward. like they taught you. one , two , three. but it doesn’t work.

LUNGS FEEL ENSNARED , the uncomforting grip of death that refuses to loosen. the end of the line , kaspbrak ! they say your life flashes before your eyes when you die           YOU FIND THIS TO BE ALL TOO TRUE. flashes of diving into crystal clear water , a beautiful place that not even derry could ruin. a magic number of SEVEN , making promises all children keep. no fear , they had taught you. your brilliant friends. all cunning / sharp , magnificent in everything that they did. die for them , you would. you will. YOU WON. YOU WON ! but you had also paid the price. 

they got you good. a wound raked painfully over your chest. BODY BURNS , heart throbs weakly. my mom’s gonna kill me. someone is holding you. they are holding on all too tightly as you bleed. a friend. i should’ve told you. should’ve told you. but tongue is twisted. look up with glazed eyes , gasping for the air that just won’t stay in long enough,  ❛     richie  -            ❜  you know the others are there , but you only see him. ❛     i cuh               ❜  a painful cry. I CAN’T BREATHE. why can’t i breathe ?