Comatose

His mask at his side was twinkling in the candle light. His wig was a bit askew and the white hairs that lay underneath were showing a bit. I stood there for a few minutes admiring but also fearing him. Looking at this man would be kind of like looking at a normal innocent man that you see every day walking down the street. He gives you a smile and nods his head at you. He's the one at a store who holds the door open for the lady and asks her if she needs help with her bags. There is a problem with these kinds of people though, they may look simple and kind but there is almost always a nagging feeling telling you there's something wrong with him but you ignore it because he is so kind and gracious you can't possibly imagine them being anything but what you see before you. I warn you now, beware of this type of man or even woman for that matter, just because they look nice does not mean they are. Remember what people tell you, when you take medicine, the best kind is the one that taste the most gross and the one that's bad for you is the one that tastes the best. It's the same with people. Anyone who is too nice and sweet... is bad for you.

Ever wonder what happens when you go in a coma? If it's just darkness or if it's dreams. If was dreams, what would your mind come up with?Your family who died not that long ago, the boy you always wanted to date and have loved since the day you saw him? Maybe it's your favorite movie or the place you most belong in. It might be the place where you are to learn who you truly are and who your real friends and family is. Whatever it is, it's not what Saphira had expected.