Blur Me Out

Prologue

She was different.

It wasn't because of magic, or some other euphonic explanation you saw in fairy tales. She was different because she saw things. She wasn't a wizard. She was corrupted.

It was her mind.

Her mind brought his imagination to reality. Concocting beings that others couldn't see. Most were frightening devils that left him paralyzed with fear. She was scared to blink. She wasn't scared of the darkness, She was scared of what lived in it. Or rather, what didn't live in it.

She couldn't be cured.

No pill or medicine could fix her. Help her, maybe. Yes, they stopped the beasts that lived in her mind and reality for a few hours, but she knew they would come back. They always did,

She was shunned.

Ridiculed. That's what she was. Told to stop her disgusting existence at every turn. Bruised and battered, both on the inside and out. Both by the beasts he knew weren't really there, and the monsters that called themselves people who walked this earth.

She had a peculiar abomination.

And she wished she could end it all. With the simple slip of a noose, she could end it all, and she would. Tonight.

Darkness called to her.

She felt himself drift away. Leaving her disheveled mind behind. She was finally cured; She was finally free. Yes, maybe she was dead, but to her, it was better than living.

She really was different.

But it didn't matter. She was gone. She made sure to take care of that.

Or did she?