I'm drowning.
It doesn't hurt, I feel no pain. I feel nothing. All I see is the cool blue of the ocean, and nothing else. No fish, or coral or plants. This ocean is dead. And I will be soon, if I don't find a way out. Yet I am in bliss.
I float through the water, my hand gently rubbing against my masked face. No sound, no sights, just an endless expanse of water. I love it.
Nothing can distract me, anger me, or... anything. I am just as emotionless as the pale mask on my face. No emotion, no feelings, no pain, no comfort, no warmth. And then I realize, its freezing.
The cold nips at the nape of my neck, sending small shudders through my body. It feels as if an icy wind has enveloped me, and latched on as if I was Velcro.
The coldness was a small nightmare in the land of my dreams. And thankfully I could easily ignore it. I open my mouth slightly, my mouth forming an 'O' as I sigh happily, and that's when my world went upside down.
This bright blue world of peace turned to madness.
Memories of life, of everyone slam into my brain, causing me to be knocked back by the power full force. I notice the nothingness and I am afraid. I am elated and afraid and confused. What is happening? Where am I? Who am I?
I look around, begging my eyes to notice something, anything, anyone. But nothing's there. My mouth is wide open under my mask in a silent scream and I'm screaming loudly, though nothing is there.
Nothing is there and I'm now terrified. I don't want to be alone, I can't. And then I realize my mouth is open. An i remember what happens when you do that underwater.The cold and deadly water is rushing in, its filling my lungs up.
I am going to die. The darkness is coming, yet its not a it should be, it is calming, almost dreamlike. And the minute it enters my small area of vision I notice something. Something's happening to my wonderland, I'm remembering.
And then I remember how to live.
I remember to breathe.
I remember.
I.And after I die, falling into an endless sleep, I awake, Shivering and even more terrified then before. I'm soaking wet.
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Mad: The story of how I went insane
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