Young Writers Society

this is unfinished. i have a rough idea of where im going to take it though ive no commitment to it yet, so any inconsistencies or such may be present. thank you for the feedback :)

08 May 2017

22:28

Aaron spent countless minutes - perhaps even hours - pacing the small steps of his study, just turning the idea over in his head. Analysing and contemplating the pros and cons of the current situation, the potential situation, and the weight each likely outcome carried against each other.

Parrying the two Aaron stopped at several conjured images of both success and failure. The success was enticing, of course; the autonomy, sovereignty almost. How could he deny that? The failure, however, was a strong deterrent.

Aaron never relaxed his detest over such strife. How difficult it made things that were to be so simple.

Aaron continued to ponder for a while, and feeling as though he was grasping at straws, quickly became distracted. Turning to his book, Aaron surmised it was best not to sweat over it so much, partially out of frustration, and partially because of the heavy weight of the dread beginning to develop in his chest.

In his absence Aaron's phone rang to the right of him, drawing him back in. Staring at the name, Aaron let out a low and gritty sigh. He muted the sound. He had just lain it down when two bubbles popped up on the screen showing a missed call and a single message.

'Call me.' Aaron's eyes lingered on the two words, simple yet commanding.

In an attempt to sway his thoughts Aaron jumped up once more and began to pace.

A minute later, a loud ping signalled that yet another bubble had popped up on his screen. He was already feeling a pressure to make a decision, and this didn’t help to alleviate the sensation. He reached for the bottle laying atop his pillow and began to swig. Still parched, and a stiffness developing in his neck, Aaron sat for a moment in order to gather himself.

his decision had suddenly become much harder. The reality of what he was about to attempt was beginning to delve deeper into him, bringing forth new worries and doubts.

The next day, it wasn’t the first thing on Aarons mind when he awoke to his alarm sounding at 6:00 AM. Though it didn’t take long to surface.

It was 7:38 AM when Aaron finally stepped outside. Scarcely paying attention to the streets around him, Aaron almost walked out in front a car speeding toward him not ten metres away on his way to school. The day passed unsuspecting of his thoughts, and many times he'd observed himself slipping in and out of his thoughts during interactions with others, nervous thoughts creeping their way into his presence.

Reaching home at 4:06 PM, Aaron still hadn't come to a conclusion. There seemed to be a continuous pattern of excitement and crippling caution surging and ebbing.