WRITING OBSTACLE

Write an internal monologue from the perspective of someone with severe FOMO.

Fear Of Missing Out can drive people to think interesting things...

Where Are They?

Where are they? I try to take a deep breath. It shakes as I exhale. Where are they? I don't see them. They said they would come. But they aren't here. They probably went somewhere else. Without me. My fingers twitch as I bring my palm to my chin. They are probably having fun.

But... what if they have too much fun. My head throbs. I bring my hand down and sink my nails into my pant leg, slowly pulling up. What am I missing? They are for sure laughing right now. I bet Alex told a great joke. And I missed it. I thought they said this restaurant. I thought they wanted to hang out here, with me. I can see inside. I'm looking through the window. They are not here. Why are my fingers so long?! I punch the restaurant wall. It hurts. I'm bleeding.

"Are you okay?"

I whip around at the sound of Alex's voice.

There he is. The traitor that stole my happiness. His twisted grin mocks me.

"Why are you so early," he continues, "We planned to meet up in twenty minutes."


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