|OLD| 666: Kaitlyn's Nightmare

My Star

I wish I could see Jasper. I missed her so much.
I can't see or hear anything.
I feel numb.
Is this what a coma feels like?
Am I in a coma or am I just spacing out again?

Something comes into vision.
I am sitting at a school desk.
I am sitting in the back,
staring at the board.
But I don't know who's classroom it is.
There's no-one else here.
It's only me.

It's quite peaceful, actually.
I'm not being called twig or stupid,
or demon girl.

I try to imagine Jasper here with me.
But it doesn't work like I hope it does.
I can almost smell her perfume.
And see the way her ginger hair flows from her beautiful pale, freckled face.
I hate being stuck in my mind like this.
It makes me scared about what my mind is capable of.

"Katie."
I imagine my Momma whispered over my sleeping body.
"I miss you. Come back to me."

"I'd love to, Momma,"
I said as I stood from the school chair.
"But I don't know where I am."

I wander out into the hallway,
lingering by the lockers.
My locker displays itself before me.
It's shape is like any other locker,
and I am always pleased to see that it hasn't grown a pair of legs and decided to chase me down and eat me...
yet.

I miss my star.
My shining, bright star.
My diligent, sweet, shining, bright star.

But at the same time?
At the same time, this silence itself can hold my heart together.
I am calm.
I'm not broken. I don't feel broken at all.
I can breathe.
I am calm.