Chapter one

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I stand still while I watch the world around me fill up my head.Every single word someone called me goes.....I don't know where it goes but it always stays.I see people that I thought loved me run towards me screaming my name to try to help me out of it.They can't help no one can.I don't know how................

"Katie,come on".

"what".

"its time for you to leave".

"oh right,sorry Mrs.Sprout".

"Mrs.Woodson some times I worry about you",your always here but never actually here".

"I'm fine,really".

I walked out of Mrs.Sprouts room feeling as though I'm no longer safe from the outside world of her classroom.I walk the halls being pushed around by people like i'm some kind of animal.People always call me names but I guess i'm just used to it by now.I already know i'm quite strange.

"hey Kate"said Andrew.

"oh hey","whats up"?

"oh nothing much,did you daydream in class again"?

"I think so","I mean yeah but I had a vision that I was lea-

"Katie I already know what you are going to say,I'ts the same one every day for the past week".

"I know but it feels so real".

"listen,i'm sure its just your one heck of imagination getting to you".

"yeah I suppose so".

"there is a party tonight and I think you need to go".

"um I'm not to sure about that".

"shut up your going and if you don"t I will have to force you".

"okay I said laughing I will go to the stupid party".

"good".

As I was getting ready to go to a party that I don't belong to be at,all I could think about is the thoughts in my head.It's almost as if there is person that is controlling me.Telling me the future and always reminding me of the past.The only thing that softened the sound of this person is when I am screaming and drinking all at the same time.Like most people I don't know what I do when I'm drunk but I always hear from Andrew the next day about the crazy things I did last night.The next day the people are always yelling at me and saying how I should be ashamed of myself. The voice is stern and assuring which always leads me to believe the things it says.

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