Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-24191206-20140428182709

I wrote this awhile back when I had a bad streak of bad luck. It didn't last very long before it got taken down. I realized this was another bad story b/c of cliches and bad build up. So let me know what is wrong so I can fix it.

___________________________________________________________________________________________________ My luck has never been the greatest; from getting sick on the day of exams to falling off the ladder to the attic while bringing down Christmas decorations. I have had enough “near-death experiences” to drive a normal man insane; I guess not being the “Normal” type has kept me alive so far. I doubt that’s the case anymore; I have recently been reading dark stories on the internet about horrible killers, beasts, and blood-thirsty monsters. Leaving me with very unsettling paranoia, fearing what might really be out in the world, all the things out there killing innocent people because of the evil with in their hearts; if they even have one. It leaves you wondering “What is really waiting for you out in the darkness?”

It’s strange; I've recently noticed something. My luck has been getting worse and worse as each day goes by. Things just haven’t felt right as of late. Could I be cursed? Or is someone else doing this to me. Whatever the cause may be; what did I do to deserve this? I've never caused anyone any pain or grief; I've only been kind and generous. Nothing makes sense anymore, I can’t even think strait now! I’m sinking deeper and deeper into madness; further and further into an endless void of darkness. What’s happening to me? What does it all mean? There is nothing left for me to do but wait. It’s all that’s left to accept now. It’s all that my luck left me.

I must have blacked out last night because I awoke to find myself on the floor of my living room and felt like death. I can barely remember anything from last night. All that I can remember is opening the living room window before everything went black. . . “Oh SHIT! I forgot to close the window last night!” I yelled in a panic closing the window. The thought of being robbed last night freaked me out to no end. As I scanned around my house; I noticed nothing was stolen, nothing broken, nothing out of the ordinary besides my bedroom window being open. “I don’t remember opening this window last night.” I thought to myself confused and half-conscious. Then I noticed something else, a note on my bed. “That wasn't there a second ago.” I said quietly. “Something is still here?” I questioned as my mind was racing, wondering what is doing this to me. I picked up the note hoping to find some answers.

As I looked in horror it read. . . “''Your luck has run out. Your time has come!''” I dropped the note in a state of shock before everything went black again. I woke to find myself no longer in my comfy little home. Dark, tall trees surrounded me and continued on as far as the eye could see; the sky was pitch-black without a single star to be seen. I’m not sure where or even what this place is. It feels familiar somehow. Like I've been there before, even though I know that I have never seen this place before in my life. “What does it all mean?”

I began to wonder through the never-ending darkness of the forest. Trying to find something. . . Anything! Time felt like it was standing still; locked forever in place as I kept walking. “There has to be a way out!” I thought to myself but my thoughts echoed throughout the forest as if I said them out loud myself. “This doesn't make sense!”. . . “Where am I?”. . . “Why am I here?”. . . More and more of my thoughts kept echoing out of my mind out into the darkness. Just until those three words appeared. . . . “Just my luck”. . . “Just my luck”. . . ”Just my luck!”. . . Then everything went black. . . One. . . Last. . .Time. ..

This is the end of me. I didn't have anyone close enough to be missed by anyone anyway. I doubt anyone will even notice I’m gone. It’s like I never even existed. Well… ''That’s just my Luck. . .'' 