A Story I Need To Share!

Hey, everyone! I know I've already posted today, so I'm sorry if I'm clogging up your email/bloglovin account/blogger dashboard. But today I wrote a story that I really, really wanted to share. You've all loved it when I've shared my poetry, so I thought you might like this. I am SUPER proud of it and I hope you like :-) I haven't actually edited this AT ALL yet, this is the first draft, so I don't blame you if you think it's awful. Anyway, let's get this on the road!

If I was to give you my advice, you'd be shocked by it. Not that I ever would, of course; if I start talking now, I won't ever be able to stop. All the emotion, pain and lust within me would bleed out until there was nothing left, like pulp from a passionfruit. People say they have secrets; I'm going to tell you a secret within a secret. 
They don't. They don't know what it's like to feel a blade against your skin, somehow burning hot yet freezing you at the same time. They don't know what it's like to kiss a boy who tastes like barley sugar, who is so wrong yet right for a girl like me. They don't know what it's like to live with all these thoughts going through their heads, jumbled up and broken. I thought I could sympathise with people who made stupid assumptions, at first. 
But then I realised - I can't. It chips away at me, bit by bit. Soon I'll be nothing but a pile of shattered bones. These people aren't afraid of things like I am. They say the only thing to fear is fear itself; I beg to differ. 
The only thing that every human, at some point, universally hates and fears, is oneself.
Fear is not anything without secrets. Fear is not anything without self loathing. Fear traps us all.
I keep my own secrets, fear entangled within them.

I know, I know, it's very cringe worthy.. But I'm actually proud of it! What do you think? Leave it in the comments below :-)

El xx