As she stood there; she felt it. That weird burning coursing through her veins. Except this time, it was stronger. She gripped the rim of the porcelain sink and tried to steady her hands. "You're going to be okay," she whispered to herself, as she stood there in the dark. For she was all alone, yet again. All alone with the voices in her head. ____________________________________ © Aurora V., All Rights ReservedAll Rights Reserved