I Walk Alone Novels & Stories

A little sympathy, I hope you can show me If you wanna go then I'll be so lonely If you're leavin', baby, let me down slowly Let me down, down, let me down, down, let me down Let me down, down, let me down, down, let me down If you wanna go then I'll be so lonely If you're leavin', baby, let me down slowly Cold skin, drag my feet on the tile As I'm walking down the corridor And I know we haven't talked in a while So I'm… Emir Blackiston point of view❤

Naked, blindfolded, humiliated, and the worst, Alone.

I walk a lonely road The only one that I have ever known Don't know where it goes But it's home to me, and I walk alone A sigh came out from me when the song hits the corner of this room. “Why this sudden old yet banger song?” I talked to myself before I walk back to the vanity mirror to continue what I was doing. Dad often plays this song back on the eyes and until now, it never left my head so I added it on my playlist since it is being saved in Spotify as well.

I asked him. "I don't need any help." he said. "Maybe you stop following me then, stalker!" I said to him. "I have to make sure you are okay," he said. "At least don't follow right behind my tail. And I want to walk home ALONE!" I shouted at him, "Do you need the definition of alone? Or do you want me to spell the word alone for you. And you could at least walk on that street and still watch me." I didn't wait for him to answer and I continue to walk. I walked along the tree. I extend my hand to touch the bark of the tree. I walked all the way home. I walked up to the house, but I stayed outside. I could hear their conversation.

Inside, a group of friends were laughing loudly, sharing drinks and stories. For a moment, Ethan watched them. Then he looked away. Moments like that always reminded him of the same painful truth. He had always been alone. Not just physically. But in every way that mattered. The Strange Feeling The rain began to fall even harder as Ethan turned into a narrow street behind several closed stores. This shortcut usually saved him ten minutes on the walk home. But tonight, something felt… different. The streetlights flickered above him. Once. Twice. Then suddenly—

M O N G R E L 🌷 "Some steps need to be taken alone. It's the only way to really figure out where you need to go and who you need to be." .•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.

I wanted to comfort her but it looks like she needs to be alone, sometimes all you need is to be alone, to realise your value, to find yourself in this abyss. Sighing, I stood up and started to walk towards my apartment, again, he crossed my mind, the work was awfully quiet today, I was used to his stalking gaze on me but now without him, something felt missing, though it was good to finally breathe in peace without feeling wary of my every little action.

he added, his words clipped. Without looking back, he walked towards the door, his footsteps heavy on the floor. The door opened and closed behind him, leaving me alone in the silence.

And the last thing I want is to perform okayness for someone who cares about me, to manage their worry on top of my own. I am alone in this storm, and calling for help sometimes only reminds you how alone you are. I decide to go for a walk instead. The idea is thin and unconvincing, but it has the advantage of being an action — something physical, something that moves me from one place to another, something the body can do while the mind fumbles in the dark. I pull on clothes, something presentable enough not to draw attention, and step outside.

Owen helped me settle in, casually asking, "How were the past few years in the countryside?" I thought for a moment before replying, "Neither good nor bad." He smiled and said, "You're still the same calm self. At first, you didn't want to come back because of your husband and son. What made you change your mind?" I had no desire to turn unpleasant memories into small talk. I said, "Nothing. I no longer want to be anyone's wife or mother. From today on, I'm just Kylie, the researcher." I wanted to find my own value, plant myself firmly in the current of progress, and resonate with the pace of the times.