Madison

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It was dark, everywhere was just blackness.

"Hello?"

It was nothing but my echo, I felt a strange presence though.

"I can feel you...whoever you are." I yelled

An eruption of clapping from a single set of hands started behind me. Gasping I turned to see...me?

It was like me but not me, something off about the way I looked. The other me smiled evilly before speaking.

"Hello Matthew, it's nice to finally meet you."

My eyebrows knitted together in confusion, "What? What's going on? Am I dreaming?"

He giggled,"No sweetheart you're not, we're in our head."

"Our?" I asked

"Yes, OUR. I'm here to answer your questions." He smiled

"What are you? And why are we here? How did we even get here?"

"I'm you, we are here because you need help and we got here by me. Got it?"

I sighed, "Okay if you really are me then you know I hate guessing games so stop being so shady. What the hell is going on?"

"Fine fine, if you insist."

He began walking in circles around me, "I am in every way, you, I have all of your memories, feelings and thoughts up until now. I brought us here because you have some serious traumatic issues. I am here because I can help."

"I don't need help..Matt." I said unsure of what to call him or me?

"Please call me Madison, and yes you do need help, you're endangering your mental health and physical stability."

"What are you? My conscience?" I asked

"Are you familiar with the term MPD?"

I shook my head, "No what is that?"

He chuckled, "Matty, you are very familiar with this term. I know what you know remember? It stands for Multiple Personality Disorder, I am your other personality... In a way."

My eyes widened in shock, "What do y-you mean 'in a way'?"

"I'm more of your subconscious then a new personality, I'm the part of you that holds your deepest desires and secrets. The part of you that comes out when you sleep. You are the conscious part of our brain, the control factor."

"The control factor?"

"Yes Matt, you are one big remote control and you always have me on pause." He said sadly

"On pause? But I still have fun and party every once in a while."

"That's the thing, you never give into me, your true desires, your real emotions. You don't speak your mind or have any backbone."

"It's you... All of the attitude, towards my family, my mother, Amanda!" I said in realization

"Yes, I've been trying to break through your wall for a long time and now I finally have."

"This isn't normal, this can't be my subconscious."

"I'm not, I said I was more like a subconscious rather than a personality, but a personality nonetheless. You, or we, still have a dormant subconscious, but I'm taking those thoughts and feeling and use that to form my personality."

"Okay...so I'm crazy? Got it."

"Having MPD is nothing to be ashamed of, you have had multiple and emotional traumatic experiences. You always put your problems on hold, and now I'm here to show you how you should express and embrace it."

"One last question, if we are in my head, shouldn't there be like, I don't know, hot fantasy guys or at least a pretty beach that I imagine?"

"If you concentrate hard enough you can conjure something up, but I don't  think you'll want to."

"Why?"

"Because you'll want to see me take control of your, our, body for the first time since breaking through the barrier." He said simply

I shot up in surprise, "Take over?"

"Yes, and you'll get to see it all."

"What?!? No I refu-"

"Starting now."

He cut me off  and then disappeared from my sight, and soon a big screen/bubble/ thing appears and I see and hear my mom. Almost as if watching a movie, except it's my own life.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 30, 2016 ⏰

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