Meet Anxiety- A Sanders Sides Story

Chapter Six

My name is Cory. I represent Thomas's curiosity. I love finding and experiencing new things.

Princey is my favorite, but Logic doesn't like me very much. Along with Morality, they make the biggest decisions in Thomas's life. I don't think he knows about any of us yet.

I'm just sitting with Princey when Logic and Morality walk in. "Prince, we have to go," Logic says.

Roman crouches in front of me. "I have to go... I'll be back as soon as I can," he says quietly and pats my head.

"Why can't I go with you?" I whine loudly.

"You know Thomas still doesn't know about you. He barely knows about any of us. We just have to be there to help him give a good impression. It's not everyday he turns 12," the prince explains and smiles.

"Okay..."

"Just remember the rules, Cory."

"Never go too far from my room. And never enter the anxiety center."

Roman smiles one last time. "Good boy." He sinks down with Logic and Morality and is gone.

I wander around the mind palace for a bit and my eyes land on the door to a new room. It opens slowly, beckoning me inside.

I enter the room and door shuts behind me.

The room looks just like the rest of the mind palace, but darker. The room has a purple tint to it and is littered with cobwebs. A clock on the back wall swirls quickly, as if time itself is moving too fast to comprehend.

Everything is new and wonderful. I want to know so much more. But... new isn't always good. The longer I stand there, the faster my thoughts become. My eyes dart around the room until resting on the exit. The shadows dance threateningly on the wall. Every corner hides something that could attack me. The uncertainty and fear becomes too much.
I run to the door, but it's locked.
I begin to bang on the door.
"Princey!" my voice rings out.
The fear grows. My hands hurt from pounding on the door. I run looking for some escape.

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I sit on the stairs and contemplate my situation. I no longer knew why I was there, or for how long.

I sat on the stairs for maybe a day, a week, or even a year. The clock didn't give me any sense of how much time passed.

After a long while, a door opens up on the back wall. I stand up and look over. Three people stand in the doorway. They all look the same, minus some small details.

One in white looks around. "Cory? Are you in here?" His eyes finally land on me.

One in a black shirt with a blue tie and glasses looks over at me. "Who are you? Are you a new facet of Thomas?"

The third, wearing a blue shirt, a white cardigan over his shoulders, and glasses, waves. "I'm Morality! Hi!"

I take a deep breath. All of the new faces and the light streaming through the doorway causing my mind to race at a million miles per hour.

"My name is Anxiety."