Solitary Confinement

I love being alone.
I love the feel of complete solitude, it gives me room to think, to breathe.
No one can tell me what to say, what to do... It's just me.
That was until the unthinkable happened.
I was trapped.
Solitary confinement, some would say.
I wouldn't, however, because little did they know...
I had a guest.
A very unwelcome one at that.
You must understand though, this is my story, not a happy one, written so I will not be the only one knowing the truth. Heck, maybe I've just gone mad. Nonetheless, a story will be told. My story.