Author: The Amazing Steve PM
Not a very creative title, but it says it all. I'm depressed, and this is my story. Can anyone help me? Rated T cuz I'm paranoid.Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst/Tragedy - Chapters: 13 - Words: 12,844 - Reviews: 16 - Favs: 3 - Follows: 7 - Updated: 05-12-13 - Published: 11-21-12 - id: 3076349
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Monday, December 31, 2012
Oh my goodness that was terrible. I swear I'm never accepting a friend request from a stranger ever again. There was this dude - let's call him Derek - who lives on the other side of the country who sent me a friend request. I don't know why, but it was probably because we both liked the page The Amazing F-cking Spiderman. But I thought "why not?" and accepted it. Then I found one of those "repost this or a ghost will kill you" things in a comment, and usually I just ignore these, but this time I reposted it however many times it said to. And I posted it on one of Derek's pictures. Then he told me to go die. But whatever, it was just something stupid.
The next day, he messaged me and asked if I were a girl. Umm... my name is Stephanie. What do you think? I told him yes, then he started asking me all these questions on what I look like, because I refused to send him a picture of myself. I asked him why he was asking me all this and he said because he thought I was cool. Then he asked me out. I told him it probably wouldn't work because we lived on opposite sides of the country (And yesterday he told me to go die. Do you really think I'm gonna say yes?) He accepted that.
But wait - there's more! A couple minutes before I starting writing this, he messaged me again. He asked me a question, using a slang term that I didn't understand, so I had to ask him what he was trying to say at least 5 times. Eventually, he just came out and asked the most personal question a person could ask: do you have a big... Fill in the blank. So I just said "Ok then. Good bye" closed the chat and unfriended him.
Who the fuck would ask a complete stranger that question? Not only am I disgusted, but extremely offended. I don't even want to know what is wrong with the world these days that people would do that. But it kinda makes me wonder how many other guys are like that, but just haven't shown it. I'm kind of scared now, but he can't bother me now, right? Even if he tries to message me again, I could always block him... Actually I'm going to go do that now.
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Ok, done. But I swear if that ever happens again... I don't even want to think about that.
New topic. Remember that dream I talked about last chapter? I'm still not sure if I should tell Lyndsey or not. Also, I'm really confused. I was scared, yet I don't even know why anymore. It couldn't be because of Slender Man - I've said it before and I'll say it again: HE'S NOT THAT SCAREY - and I'm not afraid of the dark. Unlike most people, I find it very warm and inviting. Even when it's cold and dark it's still nice. So, why was I so scared? I remember shaking and bawling my eyes out, but why? Ugh, I hate dreams like this, where nothing seems to make sense.
I've been having these really bad depressed moments. Like I'll just be sitting around, then I'd get this cold, empty feeling. And it hurts. I want to cry, but I can't. It doesn't help that my parents got me the new Taylor Swift CD, and it's really sad and depressing, yet addicting at the same time. I have "Red" stuck in my head right now, and I want to cry. But of course, my brain doesn't function properly and won't let my tear ducts produce tears. In fact, whenever I want to cry, my eyes get dryer. The only things that can make me cry are basketball and sad books/movies where the main character unexpectedly loses someone they love. I'm reading a book like that right now (not going to say the title and give everything away), where a vampire goes thousands of years missing her human husband who had died, then when she finally finds another to love, he dies too. Needless to say, I've done my crying for the day. Actually, I'm going to go read that book some more.
~The Amazing Steve