I lay in bed. It's been a week since I was told about my nothingness. And I have so many questions that can never be answered.
Why do such things in this world? Why create disease? Why forge pain? Just why?
I need answers, but I know I won't get them. They don't exist. But, I still need them.
I'm in pain. This nothingness hurts like when you loose a loved one, and really you are, because you loose yourself.
My mother thinks I need to go to a scicologist, and I really don't want to. I don't want to have to talk about this nothingness that is inside of me. It hurts to badly just to think of it.
Also I don't believe they work. Scicologist study how humans behave, but every person is differnt. We don't all act the same way, and if we did we wouldn't be human.
I think of this like math, I like math. That was until I found out I have nothingness and now it seems useless. I'm never going to grow up to use it, or need it.
This is a problem, and there is a solution I just have to find it. If I can.
I will get answers, I will. Because I need them, I need to know about my nothingness.
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Imposiabilities
FantasiA girl named Tara Rain, 14 years of age, gets sick, and the doctors don't know what she is sick with. She isn't diginost with cancer, but that is what everyone thinks it is. She gets released from the hospital and begins school again. She gets sick...
