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| 01 Aug 2012 01:13 PM |
To let you know, I have necrophobia, So don't insult it too much. --------------------------
Necrophobia, Brightening
Everyday, starting when she was just five, when she first woke up, Cameron got up and looked out her window. She thought to herself when she did so; "I won't ever die! Never ever ever!" She smiled. As the poor child actually believed she'd never die. As she got older, she started to fear more that she actually would die. When she turned sixteen, she started to go into a deep depression. She poured atleast three anti-depres.sants into her hand as tears streamed down her cheeks. Dea.th was less of a worry as loneliness was.
All her friends abandoned her. Whenever they'd see her like this, they'd ask her to meet someone, just a hug from the one you love could change everything. "I won't die, I have all the time in the world to do that.." She said with a sincere smile, even though she knew what the truth was. A man with brown hair and a beige jacket, about seventeen, knocked on Cameron's door, looking at his watch. She hadn't left her house or shown any sign of anyone living there, so he was concerned.
Cameron opened the door, and something about her eyes made him feel her pain. It was almost like she was calling for help. "Sorry.. I was just concerned.. because uh.. Your house hasn't been active for a while.." She greeted him with, "Cameron." Something about her just made him.. feel depressed. After a while, the continued the conversation on the couch. Cameron slid her fingers between his. Even though he was shocked and a bit uncomfortable, he let it be. She obviously deserved something good to happen to her.
"Why?" He asked, obviously interested in hearing her story She simply just wrote a note on a piece of paper and hid it in the palm of her hand. He just held her and let her sleep, as he did too. What were they talking about? "I have a fear of dying alone." Cameron said. "I have a fear of dying at all, actually. My friends tell me to go outside.. But.. I can't.." She explained.
When he awoke, Cameron was just laying there. And he read the note. "They were right, a hug can change everything.. I thought I didn't want to die because of me fear.. But I really just wanted to meet you. My fear actually ended up not meeting you. Because I didn't think I could feel even remotely happy.." He read the note twice, and then looked down at her, holding his hand. He whispered into her ear.. "You didn't d.ie alone."
Cameron d.ied from ODing.
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dadudi2
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| 01 Aug 2012 01:18 PM |
but they didnt date online
they dated outside of the internet |
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| 01 Aug 2012 01:20 PM |
Do you know what ODing means? It means Over d.osing. |
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dadudi2
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| 01 Aug 2012 08:46 PM |
| well in the internet it means online dating |
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| 01 Aug 2012 09:02 PM |
No, on the internet it means Overdose. On roblox it means Online Dating. |
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keyra14
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| 01 Aug 2012 09:09 PM |
No.
The story was fine, but I found a few grammar mistakes. Easy fixes. Okay? But ODing can mean more than one thing, and the meaning it is usually used with is Online dating. Most people just say overdose when that's what they mean.
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| 01 Aug 2012 09:09 PM |
| I didn't want to say that because I'm an alt already.. |
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keyra14
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| 01 Aug 2012 09:13 PM |
| I don't think anybody is going to report you for saying 'overdose.' And I highly doubt you'll get banned for it. |
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