youre tired.

so, so fucking tired.

is there even a point in living? any point in continuing with this life? with this absurd luck you have, the next life would somehow be worse.

so, so pitiful. how useless you are. contributing nothing to your family, your grades, your social life, and your character on the internet.

what was once your safe heaven, quickly became purgatory. you cant use it to cope anymore.

how could you let this happen?

you're so fucking embarrassing. too scared to even do more than just hitting your head in frustration. cant even.. commit to your thoughts.

death was too painful.. and scary.

you sat there, your utensils mindlessly prodding at your food. everything was muffled, too loud. all you could do was try to blink the tears away.

"..updates..?"

slowly lifting your head, you paused. your "brother" was staring back at you. his smug smirk and crossed arms becoming the only thing that you could see. the background of everything else ceased to exist.

"I want to punt his fucking face off." is a thought that always came to mind. its a daily practice at that point.

however..

everything came back to normal as your dad wrapped an arm around your brothers shoulder, messing up his hair. you deflated in your seat, biting the insides of your cheek. so, so stupid. you wanna just leave but you can't. your relatives were suffocating you, preventing you from getting up from your seat.

"heyhey!! got new mail.. and guess what?" your dad turned to everyone, his beaming smile soon getting crossed out through your blurry vision.

"this little critter here got an award! AGAIN!" the entire table erupted in cheers, celebrating while you continue to sink in your seat. nobody except your brother notices your pathetic form. as soon as they quiet down, theyre going to shame you. shame you for not being like him, for not being as studious or .. normal.

…

everything blacked out as you walked back into your room, ignoring the calls from your dad and the others. you could hear their little whispers, their jabs at your stupid fucking-

rattle, rattle.

…

you turned your head to the sound

..

holy shit theres a naked man out your window.. he only had one visible eye, everything was covered with his dark messy hair and darker highlights in random tufts of hair. he seemed to have horns ..? in his messy, unkept hair, there was two smaller eyeballs looking right back at you. almost like he came out of some erotic monster eldritch horror fanfic.

whattheshittyisthatohkmygodyoruegonnashityourbpants-

he puts his claw against the window.. staring back at you. his eyes slowly trail to the bag of chips that laid on your messy desk. he blinked once with his giant eye, his smaller eyeballs still on you. …is he hungry..? you turned to the bag of chips, your favorite.

you let out a shuddering breath as you reached out, your hands shaking. your legs wobbled when you slowly walk to the window. this was a horrible idea.. but.. do you really have a choice here..? fat tears rolled down your cheeks, your heart beating so fast that your entire body feels like the color white.

finally, you opened the window,, quickly shoving the bag of chips into his hand. you raced to shut the window but his other claw gripped your neck tightly. you couldnt even scream- too mortified. instead, you shut your eyes closed, to comfort yourself before you die.

munch munch

…?

the sounds of chewing.. it continued for what seems like hours ( which was only around twenty seconds in real time ) before the rustling of the chips vanish. the cold wind whipped at your face, knowing the monster was staring you down while holding you in place.

your breath hitched as you felt his arm claw wipe away your tears. through your eyelashes, you can see him lean closer..

..

is that purring. thats.. definitely purring. you blinked wide open to see the monster staring back at you. the two mini eyeballs.. their pupils were a heart.. shape? he continued to caress your face, wiping away the final tears. the claw that was wrapped around your neck loosened-

boop. heres artwork i made of critter.. drawing him made me happy.. hes not supposerd to be nakey ,, supposed to have fur and spikey stuff but like idaf anymore - was gonna write him comforting you, you give him ur damaged bow, and you guys escape to the forest where you bang or something help ts frying me