Fiction logo
Content warning
This story may contain sensitive material or discuss topics that some readers may find distressing. Reader discretion is advised. The views and opinions expressed in this story are those of the author and do not necessarily reflect the official policy or position of Vocal.

The first step

For the PVIM Challenge: We'z Walking on...

By Anna Published 2 years ago Updated 2 years ago 2 min read
Top Story - May 2024
Image generated by Imagine

Writtten for the We'z Walking on... unofficial challenge hosted by Proud ViM:

~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~

Walking on sunshine? Nah! That's too boring... But have you ever imagined walking on nails? That's right, little, pointy nails.

It doesn't even hurt actually... it BURNS my feet like hell. I could describe it as another kind of fire. Not the regular, terrestrial one... and not the heavenly one... no! The evil one!

I can't move... I feel like if I lift my leg, my foot will soak in blood... or worse, it will be torn into disgusting, unrecognisable pieces in the moment I place my bodyweight on it. And I will sink in pain... alone...

I can't stay here forever though. My feet are already purple from the pressure... My hands and my nose are ice cold too.

I close my eyes and take a step overcoming my fear, expecting the worst. However when I carefully turn around and look back, I don't see a drop of my blood.

Taking a deep breath I step forward again... and again... and again... Every single step feels like a torture... like it was my last few metres before the finishing line on a non-stop marathon.

I want this to end, yet I take one more step. I'm tired... no, exhausted!

"Okay" – I lift my leg with clenched teeth – "just... one... more..."

Huh? Wait! It's supposed to hurt... but... it doesn't... I still can feel the prickling, but it's not painful anymore! The suffering is over! I begin to walk forward. Slowly... It's amazing! I'm cheering in my happiness.

Suddenly a weird idea comes to my mind. Can I run? I know it's crazy, I know I'M CRAZY, but if I never try, I'll never know...

I relax my body for a moment, preparing for probably the stupidest thing in my entire life. Inhale... annd... GO!

I start jogging, waiting for the sharp pain. But somehow it doesn't kick in... Fuck it, I'm running!! Wohoo! I made it!!

~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~

Word count: 317 words, (1725 characters, 54 sentences)

Image generated by Imagine

Author's note: this isn't about walking on nails. Just partly...

Life's not always walking on sunshine. We won't be successful in everything immediately. That's not how it works.

There are situations, when you're scared to make the first step. Scared of the consequences. But in order to achieve your goals, you just have to set up a routine, not give up and get better at what you're doing. The beginning will be the hard part, but after some time you'll get used to it so much, that you won't even notice that you're doing it.

Don't forget, that you'll need discipline and hard work, persistence on your journey... and it takes time to improve!

So what are you waiting for? Your goals won't achieve themselves... they won't walk to you either, because they can't. That's why you have to! We only get one life to reach them, so why not now? Do it, start walking!😊

~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~

Thanks for reading! If you enjoyed my story, please let me know by leaving a tip, a like or a comment. Don't forget to subscribe if you're interested in my work, and check out other stories of mine too! Any support is appreciated! <3

MicrofictionPsychologicalShort Story

About the Creator

Anna

"Put good out into the world and good will come back to you" - Kumiko, Cobra Kai

Check out my website HERE!

See my favourite books HERE :)

TS count: 11

Enjoyed the story? Support the Creator.

Subscribe for free to receive all their stories in your feed.

Subscribe For Free

Reader insights

Comments

There are no comments for this story

Be the first to respond and start the conversation.

Sign in to comment
    Written by Anna