Jesse

Ten

I'm not real, I never had a name. I never had a gender. I was created by you, the reader. I was anybody you wanted me to be. I was a daughter, a mother, a brother, a father. A cousin, a distant relative, a friend, somebody you haven't met yet; I was anyone.

Now I'm anywhere.

Spontaneous realties exist, I just showed you this. The mind is a beautiful thing, don't you think? All I did was give you the tools, to create an existence inside your mind.

Jesse is anybody you NEED him to be, we all have a Jesse and Jesse is part of YOU.

Mental-illness and self-harm are a real issue, people battle with the people inside of their minds, every day.

I dedicate this short story to my brother who I lost through mental-illness resulting in suicide.

I also dedicate this story to my mother, who spent many years of her beautiful existence battling the demons inside her head.

If none of us were here, none of our beautiful surroundings inside and outside the universe would be observed.

We are only here because we are awake and alive to witness our surrounds for a very short period of time.

Don't take anything for granted.

We have been given a gift and all of us are gifted.

The precious gift of the mind.

Use it.

Fin.