My eyes were closed. They wanted to stay like that. Forever. I was not at home anymore. This place was strange. I did not like it. I saw lights. I never physically opened my eyes, but I could see. I heard voices, but I didn't listen to them. I didn't understand there words. I only knew my words. I didn't know what these other figures were. I did not want to know either. I don't know where I am, but I know it is warm. My body is numb, but I can feel. My eyes hurt, but they feel fine. I can not move, but I'm running. I can see everything in the room. I am not in the clothes I always wear. I am not in the place I am usually in. I don't know what these other things are saying to me. They are making me feel scared. But, at the same time, I feel safe. I know I won't get hurt, because I cannot physically feel. I am floating over them, but the do not know that. I am smiling at them, but they are not smiling at me. I see me. Paralyzed. Lifeless. Soft and slow breaths reassured me. I don't know what was happening. My eyes told me it was time to sleep. And I listened to them. I said goodnight to everyone mentally, and drifted off to the dreams. My other world that I controlled. A bright place. Better than this world. I am going to go to the other world. I will return when my eyes wish to return.
If they wish to, is up to them.
Not me.
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The Wood
Mystery / ThrillerShe didn't know who she was. She didn't know if she wanted to know who she was. Confused, dazed, used, abused. The woods became home. Her thoughts her shelter. Her mind a black hole seeking answers. Her brain a sad shell that didn't want to remember...
