Mind Games: Prologue

"Are you okay? Speak to me!"

Shattered glass lies around me. There's blood on it. My blood. I almost throw up at the sight.

Pain.

"I called 911. They'll be here any minute."

I frown. I didn't want to go to the hospital. It reminded me too much of her, and what had happened that day.

Pain.

"Please, stay with me..."

But I don't want to stay. I want to go away. Away from the pain, and the agony I feel everyday when she crosses my mind.

Pain.

"I don't want you to die..."

He's crying. Please don't cry. You're making this worse. He holds my hand, holds on to me, to stop me from slipping. But it's too late. I already fell.

"Please..."

My vision is going blurry around the edges. Please don't feel bad. I want you to feel happy. Please stop crying. What I did was for the best. I struggle to speak, to comfort.

"...I'm sorry. For everything."

Everything fades.

Story: Mind Games

This is Girl speaking. The author of this blog has allowed me to come forward out of her subconscious and tell you about the story she is writing that stars me. It's called Mind Games, and it's about my journey through the land of Trace; a place where the inner mind blooms and becomes reality. It's also about my discovery of who trapped me there and why I'm trapped. So would you kindly pay attention to this blog? Rebecca will update it with the actual story and various ideas that didn't work. Thank you, and I hope I didn't waste your time.