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Alone

December 17, 2016
By Anonymous

Alone.  Sometimes I just want to be alone.  Other times, I feel alone, even though there are people surrounding me.  I see everyone laughing, and smiling, but it’s just noise.  Sometimes I need to get away from everything.  It’s the stress.  I enjoy being alone.  I don’t need anyone to comfort me, or come into my room to talk to me.  Most of the time, I’m alone because the one person or thing that can comfort me, isn’t there.  I would like to be in the quiet.  Not be heard, or seen.  Sometimes I want to sit there in the silence, on the porch, gazing at the street lights in the cold.  Or by the fire, embracing the warmth on my back, and listening to the crackle and pop of wood.  My favorite place to be alone is my room.  I  just want to listen to something other than the ruckus of people.  I don’t want to hear or see them, and it’s as if everyone is invisible to me, as I  am to them.  Maybe the reason I love being alone now is because something tragic happened to me.  Traumatic.  A death.  It’s always the worst to hear about a death, but everyone responds differently.  It’s just sad to think about someone losing a part of them.  Sad to know that a person is not wanting to be comforted?  But in times of doubt, of sorrow, and heartbreak.  In times of missing things or remembering moments, I would prefer to lay in the darkness of my own room.  Alone.  Let everything out and let tears stream down my face.  Everyone has done that at some point in their life.  Haven’t they?  Gotten too tired.  Too stressed, or mad or sad.  Maybe I just need a  break.  From something.  Anything.  From reality.  From people.  Isn’t it easier to let out everything we’ve been holding in when no one is there to hear us?  I am too scared to show that I’m not always chipper and perfect.  I don’t want someone to see me in a state like that.  Curled up and crying.  Some of us just need relaxing.  It doesn’t have to be in times of sadness that we just need alone time.  I don’t mind being alone.   It gives me time to think.  To stare at the wall and just let go for a second.  To breath.  Sometimes, we all need a break.  Sometimes everyone  just wants to be…. alone.


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Inspired by a journal writing prompt in my creative writing class.


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