Dante's Inferno: A Short Story

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Alone, no one was there to see me as a hideous monster. It is my own reflection that scare me. Pondering over this inched me closer to the brink of insanity, if not bringing me further into it. How does one live their life like that? A mute and alcoholic amnesiac is close to useless. My dull, rhythmic lifestyle is much preferred, then this tantalizing and self discovering lifestyle. I go back to my hermit lifestyle. What's the use changing? Constantly, I would hope for an escape or release from this hellscape of a life. I eventually realized hoping would not help my situation, but picking myself up from the pieces was a difficult task. I needed a will, something that pushes me to work harder, and I had found one right by my door.She was stunning gorgeous and seemingly innocent.She was to fragile to wander into an area that resemble the circles in Dante's inferno. The urge to protect her and shield her from all negative forces in the world was great. How can I get a if I am one. If I tidy myself up, maybe I can be the one she wants. Venturing to the mirror. I face my reflection. One step at a time. I will get there. …show more content…

This process was repeated over and over and over again one day of these two days I look to you 3 days. I try not to give up she always sings a song."Fix You" (Coldplay "When you try your best and you don't succeed, you get what you want but not what you need..."(Coldplay