The world I knew was about to end. And it was all my fault.
How could I have been so stupid? How could I have done this to myself?
How could I have let it go this far? All I had to do as stop and I would still have everything. Instead, I am left with nothing.
Why did I always go back? Why would I ever go back to a place which has brought me nothing but misery?
I wonder why, or when, I got stuck in this world. A world filled with all the pleasures in the world, as long as you kept on winning.
I guess when I was young I never thought that I would lose. Yet somehow here I was, having lost it all.
Why did I always go back there?
Even after I got everything back, I went back. For what? To lose it all once more?
I had sold my soul to that place, and no matter how hard I try I can never get out.
And now my world was about to end.
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Categories: flash fiction