heyo alright theres swearing and a bit of body horror/gore description idk man this was just for fun i got it from a writing prompt
A tall metal door stood before me.
I raised my hand, gently gliding my fingertips over the countless patterns that decorated the barricade between me and the other room. It felt cold, and I dreaded opening it but I knew I had to. Behind this door, was the thing that I hated the most, but had grown so used to. The thing I didn't want, but it was a constant part of my life that refused to leave me even for a second.
A tall, slowly opening metal door stood before me.
My hand was placed upon the handle, twisting it. The sound of the rusted hinges filled the deafening silence that had surrounded me previously. The only other noise being the beating up my heart, and the panic in my breathing that grew more and more with each inch the door opened. Still, I did not let go of the han