Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-32220947-20151111000714

 My brother is my best friend. Simply put, he just is. We rarely fight, we help one another, and we’re always there for one another. Despite typical sibling relationship, me and him always break out as a shiny old exception to that expectancy. I can count on him, and he can count on me.



 Needless to say, we can’t necessarily be apart either. In fact, he’s always by my side, literally. He always talks with me whenever we’re simply just walking downtown, or anywhere in general. Whether it be support, like I’ve been talking about, or just having a good old friendly discussion he’s always with me like a nearly literal pea in a pod. Sometimes, it unnerves me, but I know he loves me and just wants to give me company. He’s always been known as a social butterfly to many people, and not necessarily just me. One thing that does creep me out adequately is that he never really replies to what I say. He always says stuff like, “I don’t know if you can hear me…” or, “Bro, I just want you to wake up… You don’t deserve to be in here…” Yeah, it really confuses me. It makes me think terrible things at times, and it makes me highly paranoid and afraid of the unknown. It even makes me suspect as if I’m going to die all of a sudden, or some sort of horror c liché similar to that.

 Regardless of it being really creepy and annoying at times, I still don’t mind it as much as my conscience seems to let off. In fact, it’s more of my body giving me that “warning”. Even if he doesn’t seem to be giving me any sort of physical contact, I can feel him sometimes anyways. It’s like he’s using telekinesis, even though I know it’s pretty impossible. It kinda goes with his random, creepy spurts of concern and worry; they’re paired together very often. As if they're organized, or planned. Like I said before with the random dialogue, it really confuses me. I can't figure it out! It's just a confusing spiral, with the same general idea coming back and forth! It doesn't really make much sense to me, and I've been overall creeped out and worried about it for at least a while.

Even though all of this has confused me, I know he’ll stick with me. Even if he's unaware of all of this, even until the day I die.

This is my creepypasta, and I've decided to attempt and craft a bit of a feelsy kinda vibe and try to silently get across that the narrator is under a deathly coma and near death.

If there's any suggestions you can toss at me, I'd love to hear them! Thanks~!  