"Don't tell me you're on one of those dumb meds again."
I'm in my old highschool, facing an old friend of mine. Maurice.
Why this memory?
I shook my head, and laughed. "What do you think?" He crossed his arms and scoffed.
"I hate your parents. Those meds are obviously not working and just stressing you out."
I watched my hands fidget and I shook my head again.
"Maurice, please, I'm fine. Trust me."
A sudden shift of vision showed me my own face, with obvious pain in my eyes.
He turned and walked away, bothered by my refusal to stand up for myself. I watched myself go and sit by myself at a desk. My vision changed again, and suddenly I was looking through my eyes again. A dark ripple appeared in the middle of my eyesight as eyes started to engulf everything in sight. I tried to keep my face straight, but I could feel the terror slipping through the facade.
My eyes opened and I was still in the hospital room. Why Maurice? Why must I be shown that face that I betrayed?
I tossed and turned for a while, not wanting to go back to sleep, scared of what might come.
There's nothing I can do anymore.
Might as well give up.
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Dark Space
Mystery / Thriller"Just don't think, just don't think, just don't think." Juniper is trying to live a normal life, even though she suffers from paranoid schizophrenia, trying her hardest to ignore it all. But after a hospital visit, her life seems to be falling to p...
