Written Prompts.

5.6.15

Go to your nearest book. Turn to page 51. Find the first line of the last paragraph on the page. Use that line to start your scene.

"What makes you think so?" I ask the boy. I had seen him around school before, but we had never actually spoke.

"Well, I haven't seen you speak more than five minutes to anyone before. I barely even see you do anything with anyone, even if you're just standing or sitting around. And I've noticed you always seem distant, like you're off in your own little world."

"Have you been creeping on me..?" I try not to give away that he is actually right.

I don't really associate with people, as no one would understand me. I have this condition, I guess you could call it. I live in two worlds, physically in this one and mentally in the other. I really have to concentrate to be able to live in the physical world, so that I'm not alienated from the people around me. If I don't focus, I am transferred mentally to the psychological world.

The psychological world is completely different from the physical world. When in the psychological world, words you say are imprinted in your skin, leaving tiny scars in the form of letters. None of the buildings have walls, they are all gazebos and pavilions. Some of them use curtains as dividers, but most of them are open to the air or have lattices. People don't walk all over the place like in the physical world, instead they move like pieces on a chessboard. Instead of using a phone to contact someone, you use a mind-link. These bits of information don't even cover half of the characteristics in the psychological world, the characteristics different from those of the physical world anyway.

If someone in the physical world found out about my condition, I would be used for testing and I would be considered crazy. I would be placed in a mental ward!

"You're out of it again..." The boy tells me, bringing me back to the physical world.

"What? I'm not out of it! Who even are you, anyway? You never told me your name."

"You don't need to know my name."

"And why not?"

"Because I don't even know your's, but I do know that we aren't as different as you think."

I am utterly confused. Before I can even process anything, the boy is gone and I return to the psychological world.

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I found the prompt on Pinterest, and the words inside the first set of quotation marks are from The Heir by Kiera Cass, but the rest of it is all mine, including the first words outside the quotations. (P.S. This isn't edited)