《Regretful walker》 I鈥檝e been walking Im walking, Ive been walking for so long I dont know if its been months years or even decades all I know is Ive been walking. Ive only recently started thinking about how strange it is. I remember walking for a long time but at the time I didnt think anything of it almost a similar feeling to when youre doing math homework and you end up doing so much work and questions that at some point you end up doing the questions without even thinking about them, you dont do any working out, you dont struggle, you just write and write or maybe when athletes are so engrossed in their game they just start moving in all the right directions and kicking or throwing with the right amount of strength without even thinking about it. The zone If you come across this story on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen from Royal Road. Please report it. Ive been in the zone most of the time Ive been walking. But now that Ive suddenly left the zone I notice certain things, like the fact that everything around me is pitch black excluding my own body and one small white dot that almost resembles a star and that I cant stop walking. I tried to stop walking for a bit but it just felt so wrong to stop almost disgusting to stop. I didnt attempt to stop walking because I was tired in fact I havent felt tired at all nor hungry just nothing. All this is a lot to take in for me yet I dont feel stressed I dont feel my heart beat increase I dont feel my blood warm up. Whats happening to me why is it happening. And the pressing question I havent asked myself, just who am I? A Step Closer, Maybe?? So many questions and not a single answer. How would you figure out who you were with no memories, no one to talk to not even anyone that used know who you were? How much do I know? How smart am I? How educated am I? Am I good? Am I bad? Am I loved? Well I can think in a language a single language, English that means I was born in an English country or raised in a family who only spoke English. I do sometimes know strange synonyms for words like sayonara and goodbye I know goodbye is English but sayonara feels so random like a made up word or maybe slang? The lightdid it become bigger? Have I gotten closer?? All this time Ive been walking towards that light but not once have I felt like I got closer. I feel closer now or maybe- no lets just pretend Ive gotten closer even if I havent. I feel like Ill go crazy with the thought that I might be walking endlessly. Unlawfully taken from Royal Road, this story should be reported if seen on Amazon. So an English country? What else can I use to figure this out? I thought about it for so long I tried to think of all the English countries I could name but it felt as if my brain just wouldnt let me think about it. Its a hard feeling to explain you could say it feels like youre being handicapped. You can see what you want but you cant reach it. I tried other things like thinking of family but that only led to more questions. I felt like I could start recalling things when I asked myself these questions but extremely vaguely. I remember saying older sister and younger brother a lot, to other people. But I dont feel like I had any siblings at all for some reason. Just what was I like? My feet begin to feel heavier as I walk. My shoulders warm. The new sensations were not welcomed they made me feel disappointed in.. ..myself? A Guilty Traitor Disappointment and disgust. But why? What did I do that makes me feel like ripping my chest open just to squish my heart. Its a strange feeling. It makes me feel uselessly angry, like nothing could be changed. A feeling of hopelessness. I begin to feel annoyed. A feeling that makes me both uncomfortable and on edge becomes stronger. Im angry at every small little thing. Why is it so dark? Why do I feel so uncomfortable? WHY!? WHY AM I STILL WALKING!? WHY CANT I SEEM TO GET OUT OF HERE?! The story has been taken without consent; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident. WHY DID I LEAVE HER BY HERSELF!? I stopped. For some reason, in that small moment, a small fraction of the seemingly endless amount of time Ive been here, I stopped, I stopped walking. A tear escapes my right eye and slides down my cheek. Who did I leave by herself? The feeling of being uncomfortable gets stronger. And a new feeling reveals itself, a feeling of sadness and of regret. A guilty traitor I think someone told me that before I hate that it was said to me. But at the same time, I know I deserved it. Without any context, I know I was in the wrong. But I also know Ill never admit that I was.