stolen

what way now?

I stayed in the center of the room, my focus on my center. I kept my eyes shut. My hair continued to blow into my face and my mouth .I could feel the strong winds and was surprised at how I was still capable of keeping my soul balanced. I let my mouth curve into a small smile and I feel my mind start to break its control. My smile quickly fades as I fall to the floor once again. I realized that the ground was no longer spinning.

 I open my eyes and look around at my now different surroundings. I was in a forest. The tall trees obscure any view I had of the sky. I get up from my knees and brush the wood chips and dirt from my arms. I Continue to walk in a random direction. I change direction every 10 minuets to look at where I am and my surroundings. I only see trees, bushes, dirt, and darkness. I slow down when I hear voices. Are there really voices? I think to myself. I love to think that the voices I hear aren't only in my head. I've been stolen by many people but the most frightening? I hear another whisper in my head. I turn my head in the direction that I hear the voices.I start to run and finally I reach something. 

I reach a wall. On it hung bodies. One of them falls from the wall and landed next to me causing blood to splatter onto my legs. It was a girl. Her eyes were dead black her face rotting away and her jaw broken. This horror made me gag and fall on my knees. Who did this!? I lay down my stomach churning and gurgling. I feel tears start to form in my eyes and a lump in my throat. I close my eyes. I don't know what else to do. The girls dead eyes and misshapen face are turned toward me. I don't want to open my eyes again. I don't want to keep going on with this HORROR OF A WORLD. I just want to be back at home with my cat and dog and listen to them fight. I love them. I didn't realize it until now, but I really, really love them.

I wipe my eyes and climb to my knees. I turn my head away before I open my eyes. I don't want to keep going. Why are you here? Where are you? How did you get here? What did you do to deserve this? Why is this happening? The voice inside my head keeps getting stronger and more overpowering. I reach into my coat pocket unwillingly and pull out a knife. Oh what good that's gonna do me here. When did I get this though? I have never bought a knife before in my life. Not one like this.. I stare at the object in confusion and disgust. The voice in my head is so strong. I don't know what I am doing. You know what to do. You know in hard times a little pain always helps."NO IT DOESN'T" I scream and throw the knife as far as I can away from me. "Who are you?" I say aloud. My throat hurts and starts to tighten. Without knowing it I was responding to my own question. "You know who I am."

"answer my question," I say anger welling inside of me.

" Have you already forgotten?"

"Forgotten what?" I think back but remember nothing other than the scenes in this horrible place.

" I am your madness. I was your best friend when we were little, that is until you replaced me."

" I don't know what you are talking about."

" Forgotten into the deepest of memories already?"

I remember my life as a kid. It was so dark. I was so alone. Except for one other person,someone I called Madi. When I was younger, about 7 or 8, my father died. My mother took it really hard and started drinking. Her drinking led to abuse and abuse led to me being taken away from her mother. I was completely alone, even though I was put into a foster home. I was always bullied and picked on. I only talked to myself, or Madi. I was an odd girl no mater what. I didn't dress good enough for other people and I didn't actually like to play sports or go outside. I knew that there was always someone that understood me though. Taking me to different places after I had blacked out. I knew that I could trust Madi, until one day. Madi had taken over the mouth and was talking to me when two boys came up and started taking off my purple hoodie when I knew what was going to happen. Madi had pulled a knife on them. She cut both of their hair and dug out one of the boys eyes. He was screaming, but the worst part was the smile. The smile of insanity on Madi's face. Her eyes were of a crazy disease. She left the courtyard both of the boys were unconscious. One leaned against a table the other bled out on the sidewalk by the door. She left with that smile and her now bloodstained hoodie.

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