the beginning

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                       13 years earlier
I was 14 when the visions began , the next forcing its way in to my thoughts fearcer than the last. Clawing at my identity with with violent incedents people inforced on themselfs. My mind being tourmented everyday untill i had no more room left. My eyes turning to stone only to see things you would only imagine in the world beyond worlds , the after life. Everything in a whirlwhind my life was the last thing that crossed my mind and only did i see my true self when i was alone with nothing but my own mind when the world was silent and everything still as if i was living in a painting that had been hung for millions of years. Imagine never being able to see your life but live through the pain of someone else while guiding them to the place of higher beings. Who only but yourself new and if you were to tell anyone youd be labled as crazy. I forced to stay alone , no friends and no one to love me and be living through millions of people leaving earth. They were loved but they were selfish , i had no choice but to help, i was stuck in the threshold of two worlds but that was only the start.

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