My Fanfiction Experiences

I came across a fanfiction drabble on tumblr and realized that I've had a pretty similar experience once.

I was lying in the bed with a boy. I found him attractive at the time. He was asleep for a while but my mind just would not drift away. So I got up, stepped over the boy and got down on the floor. I sat on the carpet with my back resting on the side of the bed. Dark room was dimly lit by my mobile phone - I used to read books from this small screen. I did not close web browser page with text and kept it for a few days, a week at most. I read a rather long story by Philip K. Dick then.

I remember that night pretty well. I remember the chill of the winter night. The ice had already started to cover my heart by then - I felt lonely in the room with the boy who swore his love to me just the same way he swore his hatred for his previous beloved.

But even if I knew then how it would end, I'd still live this night the way I remember it. The story by Philip K. Dick was rather good.