The flashbacks started a few months ago, yet the images were so vivid and clear, etched in my head. They seemed like they'd last forever, like I'd never get my life back. One after the other, the images flashed in my mind. Her screams, her face contorting in terror and pain. It was the scariest thing I'd ever seen, and I did over and over again. He was the only person that heard my screams, he brought me back to reality. Jason was my best friend, he could tell if something was wrong right away. "LEO" he'd scream, shaking me awake, a single tear falling down my cheek. "It's all m-my f-fault" I'd whimper, while shaking in fear. "What's happening to me." I'd whisper over and over to myself, not knowing the answer. It's like I was falling apart, piece by piece, and there was no one who could put me back together.
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Humor was hopeless
FanfictionIm going to be honest; since my mothers death, I was never as expressive or open with people as I was when she was still alive. I was just more comfortable keeping to myself. She loved me so much, and I was just naturally happy, but that was the ol...
