Prologue

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MAYBE I AM now, but I never thought I'd be. I've heard people talking about it but in all reality I had never gone through it myself. Now that I have, I could say I never truly understood.

My life was hard enough as it was, I didn't need any of this to make matters worse. What can I do about it now?

Sadly, nothing. I have to sit here and watch my life crumble before my eyes. More than part of me is gone, ripped away and I am left with nothing. I'm numb and feel completely and utterly empty inside.

I don't want to yet, I have no other choice than to leave it all behind. I must forget all that I have ever known, erase my most precious memories from my mind, my sub-conscience and pretend they never existed.

I can not help and ask myself why I tried so hard? Why I gave so much of myself and the only answer I can come up with is that I was a naive little girl, just as he had said. This was meant to be forever, for eternity but how could I have known if everything indicated otherwise?

I suppose I took a chance but I shouldn't have. If I had not in the first place, I wouldn't be here with such grief, such despair, pain and fear.

Fear of the truth. Fear of the unknown. As if I was walking into an unfamiliar, darkened room.

I can't think straight anymore. Blips of my memory are beginning to fade and others are morphing into one. They are distorting  my reality and truth.

Am I going mad or am I confused?

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