Mind Control

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I was sitting at a railroad track. Don't ask me why, because I wasn't sure myself. A girl sat on the metal rod of the tracks, staring at the horizon. Something about her is why I was here. My mouth moved on its on accord, but they weren't my words.

"Ally, this is something I should've done a long time ago. But I never had the courage to do." The voice sneered. The girl flinched, but never made eye contact with me. I didn't know why, but that hurt. I didn't let it show. "Aw, sweetheart, am I hurting your little feelings? Thinking I could actually love you?? I played you, Allison." The voice cackled. The words coming out. I wanted them to stop. The words took a toll on the girl as she started crying. I wanted to let her know I'm trying to stop, but I couldn't make a sound. My face contorted into a snarl.

The girl looked at me in the eyes then. Blue filled with tears. Her voice having a high pitch of fear. "Why are you looking at me like that? Come on, I love you, you know that.... oh, why are you pointing that gun at me? Put...put it down nice and gently." But I couldn't, the arm raising the silver gun held steady. "I love you, please don't do this. Put it down. You're not in you're right mind. They're controlling you." There was a click from the gun. "pLEASE DON'T KILL ME. I LOVE YOU. COME ON. PLEASE PUT IT DOWN. YOU'RE SCARING ME! THIS ISN'T YOU! YOU'RE UNDER MIND CONTROL."  I froze, disbelief coursing through me, but it wasn't mine.

"How could you guess that?" The voice growled, bringing the gun point closer to the girl. She flinched, but didn't move otherwise. Her gaze never leaving mine, she spoke, "I know you're in there. You loved me for three years and proposed a week ago." Her voice was soft and welcoming. Flashes came through my mind. Memories coming back. I gasp and tried to pull the reigns on control as I realize this girl, my fiancé, was correct. Something within yelled a blood curling scream and pushed the trigger of the gun. A huge boom sounded and a body hitting the ground. I was too late. I pulled away as the gun clattered to the ground. I heard a girl shout and steps toward me. Pain overcame everything and I fell into a black void.

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