Mobley Eats
Consume. Smother your doubts. Be fulfilled.
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- Posting Speed
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- 1-3 posts per week
- One post per week
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
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- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Transgender
- Primarily Prefer Female
- No Preferences
- Genres
- Modern, Romance, Fantasy, Scifi, Drama, Action.
Penelope Hollows
I was left alone. In this hollow, mockingly empty hallway and yet it somehow overflowed with the presence of life. Of course it did. So many people lived in this mansion. A massive band of Abnormals were just a minute's worth of walking away, r-right there in the cafeteria. Where Demi had stormed off. Right after I...
I-I'm so stupid.
"Oh God... O-oh God... Oh, no, no, no. W-what did I...?" My breathing staggered and cracked, a hand flying over my chest. Was my heart pounding? What brought it on? Anxiety? No... That wasn't right. I knew anxiety like a life long friend. A foe. But this wasn't that feeling at all, not in the slightest. Somehow, it seemed... overwhelming. Uglier. Hopeless. Usually, I could spot a tiny pinprick of light in the darkness but this... This was scary. I couldn't be here!
Shaking from head to toe, I spun on my heels and ran back to my room. Balance seemed to be a goal beyond my grasp at the moment, but it didn't matter. I had to keep going. I had to hide behind closed doors. Losing it and breaking down in front of someone else... I-I refused. I'd been making so much progress! Well, that was until I opened my... b-big, dumb, hopeful mouth and ruined my chances with Cookie.
God... Why was I such an idiot?
I could only thank the higher beings above that I finally reached my room, fingers slipped from the doorknob with sweat before I sighed in frustration and yanked the door open. Was it closed? Did I close it?? Alright. I did. Th-thank goodness it did. I paced over to my shelf and flung off the books in a frenzy. It wasn't a particularly extensive collection, but I wasn't a light reader either. Several hardbacks and paperbacks hit the floor until I finally grasped the book in mind between my fingers. Zemnian Hours. I made a mad flurry for the desk and snatched up a pen. The moment I flipped it open, I started jotting down notes like crazy. Page by page. Paragraph to paragraph.
I poured my heart out like my life depended on it. N-no more being shy. No more holding back. Just... Just no more. I'm sick of doubting my own feelings and letting this abysmal insecurity eat me alive! I couldn't afford to stumble again. I nearly lost myself twice before... I don't wanna lose Demi too. P-please no. Anything but that. I had to fix this.
I wasn't going to give up on my Cookie Monster.
I was left alone. In this hollow, mockingly empty hallway and yet it somehow overflowed with the presence of life. Of course it did. So many people lived in this mansion. A massive band of Abnormals were just a minute's worth of walking away, r-right there in the cafeteria. Where Demi had stormed off. Right after I...
I-I'm so stupid.
"Oh God... O-oh God... Oh, no, no, no. W-what did I...?" My breathing staggered and cracked, a hand flying over my chest. Was my heart pounding? What brought it on? Anxiety? No... That wasn't right. I knew anxiety like a life long friend. A foe. But this wasn't that feeling at all, not in the slightest. Somehow, it seemed... overwhelming. Uglier. Hopeless. Usually, I could spot a tiny pinprick of light in the darkness but this... This was scary. I couldn't be here!
Shaking from head to toe, I spun on my heels and ran back to my room. Balance seemed to be a goal beyond my grasp at the moment, but it didn't matter. I had to keep going. I had to hide behind closed doors. Losing it and breaking down in front of someone else... I-I refused. I'd been making so much progress! Well, that was until I opened my... b-big, dumb, hopeful mouth and ruined my chances with Cookie.
God... Why was I such an idiot?
I could only thank the higher beings above that I finally reached my room, fingers slipped from the doorknob with sweat before I sighed in frustration and yanked the door open. Was it closed? Did I close it?? Alright. I did. Th-thank goodness it did. I paced over to my shelf and flung off the books in a frenzy. It wasn't a particularly extensive collection, but I wasn't a light reader either. Several hardbacks and paperbacks hit the floor until I finally grasped the book in mind between my fingers. Zemnian Hours. I made a mad flurry for the desk and snatched up a pen. The moment I flipped it open, I started jotting down notes like crazy. Page by page. Paragraph to paragraph.
I poured my heart out like my life depended on it. N-no more being shy. No more holding back. Just... Just no more. I'm sick of doubting my own feelings and letting this abysmal insecurity eat me alive! I couldn't afford to stumble again. I nearly lost myself twice before... I don't wanna lose Demi too. P-please no. Anything but that. I had to fix this.
I wasn't going to give up on my Cookie Monster.