4 Day 16

Jump.

Jump.

Just jump, Faye.

That's what they're saying, I know it.

I feel it.

I feel I'm starting to understand them, the voices. God how they torture me, so. It's only been two weeks and it already feels it's been an eternity.

I cried myself to sleep the night before. I slept well, actually, unbothered and in dream. I dreamt I was back home. Helping mother prepare breakfast. A beautiful morning, our subtle cottage surrounded by the tall evergreens, the sun bathing the meadow, a vibrant and lustrous green. I could almost smell the wild flowers. Funny enough, the dream almost seemed more of a reality than well - reality.

A strange thing to wake up into a nightmare.

Jump.

Just jump.