The End

I hope you have all enjoyed my experimental fiction. In case any of you were wondering, the last 16 blog posts, minus the poem known as "And The Call Us", were part of a short story. The story itself was revolved around a nameless man and his infatuation with a woman known as "Karen". The story had numerous smaller story arches that were simply filler to allow you to understand the main character and his inferior life. You forgot about me.
You really forgot about me.
How?
How could you do that?
*SPOILERS* I thought I told you not to.
You killed me.
You are the reason I no longer exist.
You ended my life.
Yet you won’t think of it as murder, to forget me.
Thus I fall into that forgotten pile of faded memories.
I don’t even feel anything anymore.
What do you care though?
I was just here to give you entertainment.
I’m nothing to you now.
You forgot about me.
The actual storyline of the whole piece of fiction was about a man literally fading out of existence. The first notice of this happening was found in the blog "September 15th", where his roommate forgets to bring home milk. You forgot about me.
You forgot about me.
There are many of these small happenings found throughout the story, obviously building up to the climactic ending of him fading off the blog page itself. You forgot about me.
You forgot about me.
I hope that you have enjoyed my small dabble in this experimental fiction. I will be testing with this even further as time progresses, just simply stay tuned for any new pieces. You forgot about me.
You.
Forgot.
About.
Me.