The Mind

Chapter 1

      I knew I had changed. Everyone could see it. I used to be so social. I had so many friends. Then one day, a thought came to mind: "why do they like me?" I mean, I know I wasn't great. I made decent grades in school. My parents didn't really care though.
       When  I first started changing my state of mind, I didn't talk very much. I asked myself "Where did I start going downhill?" My closest friend, Thomas, noticed first.
       "Is there something wrong?" He asked.
        "No," I replied untruthfully,"I just haven't been myself lately.
         "It's just that you haven't been as talkative as you used to be."
          "Well, maybe I just want to be alone!" I said furiously. What had I just done to our friendship?
         "Ok! I was just concerned! Is that a problem?" He said and stomped away.
         I thought "No! Why did I have to be so stupid? I let myself go! I don't know why I'm feeling this way. It's like I can't control my emotions! What am I going to do?"
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         I got home with too much on my mind. How would I apologize? I want him to know I'm sorry.
         I then heard a sound coming from the kitchen. It was my mom. She was always trying new recipes, but they usually ended badly.
         Both of my parents ignore me half of the time. They don't care about my grades or if I get in trouble at school. They've both been to prison and yet, they decided to have a child. I really don't like being with them, but I don't have a choice.
        I put my stuff down and went to the kitchen. My mom had her dark brown hair in her face while she was reading something.
       "How was your day?" She asked almost monotone.
        "Okay," I said," boring really."
        "Alright then." That was the end of that conversation.
        My dad was working late, so I wouldn't see him until morning. I just took some water to my room and sat there the rest of the day.
        After a shower and some chores, I went to bed. I don't usually dream, but for some reason, I did. It was really dark, pitch black all around me. I was really uncomfortable. I tried to grab around, but there was nothing to grab in that dream. I called out, but all I received was an echo. Suddenly, there was a mirror about 15 feet away. I walked to it, having nothing else to do. I approached it cautiously. There was no reflection in that mirror, just blank. I touched it, and I hopped back a little because there was a small shock. Then a dark voice--barely audible--was calling my name very slowly....

(Alright, that was the first chapter. As you might can tell, my writing skills were not too great 2 years ago. If you didn't like it, you can get over yourself.... Jk you're all cool. I'll put in the next chapter some day,maybe soon.)
(P.S I know the cover is crap dont judge I did this on the fly)