Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-26330478-20150422181407

Anxiety, usually caused by some sort of traumatizing event in your life, for most people it involves the same thing, worrying and being anxious, and usually you have trouble sleeping, and sometimes you will even have a panic attack. But for some people, their anxiety is so severe, that they go crazy. They see things, they hear things, that aren’t there, or are they. Are we sure that those things aren’t there.

My story starts when I was 3, I lost my oldest sister to a drunk driver. The trauma of losing her caused me to have extreme anxiety. Now I lived my life relatively normal, well normal for someone with anxiety, every now and then I would have an anxiety attack but I would get over it pretty quickly. That was at least until about a year ago, when turned 14 my anxiety had calmed down a little and I hadn’t had an anxiety attack in about a year. But a few months after my 14 birthday the anxiety attacks came back, and were more severe than before. Sometimes I would lock myself away in my closet for days. After a couple of months I started to see things, at first it was like I caught something out of the corner of my eyes, but then I would see a shadow figure that looked like a man, judging by how tall it was and how it looked I would say he was about 17, soon he would stay with me and we would have long conversations. I got pretty used to talking to him on a daily basis and I would look forward to our conversations. One day, about 2 months after he first appeared, it wasn’t him who appeared, it was someone else, a little girl, she looked about 11, had blonde hair, I couldn’t tell exactly who she was because she was turned away from me. Soon she spoke.

“you can’t trust him KyKy” When she spoke I knew exactly who she was, it was my sister.

“What do you mean I can’t trust him” I said, still shocked to see her.

“He is going try to take you to the scary place”

“What do you mean scary place”

“the place you can’t escape” after she said that she disappeared. Later that day he came. I asked him where he was, and he said that he was in a special place. Then the strangest thing happened, he asked me to go with him to that special place, not listening to what my sister said, I went with him. He walked me over to my closet and told me to go in. I walked in and he immediately closed it behind me. It was dark so I decided to turn the light on, but I couldn’t find the switch, but I did see something, it was him, but he wasn’t a shadow anymore, he was an actual person. He had blue skin on his face which was half torn off, and on the side with skin he was missing an eye.

“welcome to our special place” he said in a deeper voice than usual.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Where is this” I asked.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“You know this place more than you think” I tried to run, to find the door, but he just laughed.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Don’t you know that you can’t escape the mind”. I don’t know how long I have been trapped in here, all I have is this computer, but it’s almost dead so I don’t have much longer. He sits staring at me from a distance, and I can hear my sisters voice.

<span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(255,255,255);white-space:pre-wrap;">“I told you not to go KyKy”   <ac_metadata title="You Can&#039;t Escape The Mind"> </ac_metadata>