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Jumpscare

I like to play horror games

Amnesia was the first one I played

The monsters were scary

The envoirement was eerie

But if I'd call the monster Steven

Instead of scared I'd be merry

 

Steven was such a funny guy

He looked funny

He walked weirdly

Nothing of him would terrify

 

The only time he'd scare me was when I'd open the door

Sometimes the jumpscare would make me fall to the floor

 

Many years I have played these games

Even though I was scared, in the end I'd be okay

 

That was until I stood next to my brother

He was not yet in his grave

This experience was like no other

It crashed on me like a giant wave

 

I'd never seen him lay so still

It was hard but I wanted to try

Though I knew it could only go downhill

I wanted to touch his hand one last time

 

I lowered my body and reached out my hand

I was pretty sure he would scare me right then & there

But my brother didnt move, not even a hair

 

And I realized at that moment how much I wanted that jumpscare

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Written by
syvispoetic
31 / NB / The Netherlands
Published
Aug 27, 2018
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26·195
Notes

I lost my brother back in February to suicide. Back then I didn't have the words to say what happened when I stood in that room with my best friend. I told her when I lowered my body that I was waiting for a jumpscare I knew would never happen.

It were very tough times.

To be honest, I still can't handle it.

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#death#suicide#videogames#games#depression#grief#loss#lovedone#brother#family
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