1 (1)The night of many mysteries

18:34 30xx/05/10

Everywhere I went I heard the same voices say the same thing. I couldn't escape from them. My mind was filled with these thoughts that I couldn't escape from. I just wanted them to end. I cried for help but no one listened. I tried to be honest but they just walked away. I was done. I walked home not knowing what I was about to do. The whole way there tears coming down my face. I couldn't take this anymore. Why me I thought. Why? Did I do something wrong. I'm not a bad person but then again I'm not a good person. Maybe I do deserve this. But what have I done to deserve something like this. I was so lost in thought that I bumped into a man. He was tall, and had a good figure. I couldn't really see his face since it was dark and the tears were clouding my eyes but I immediately apologized. I continued to walk home. Although this is the same way I always go home, never haves it felt so long before. It felt like hours before I finally reached the door. But I was finally here. Home sweet home as people say it. But to me it was nothing sweet and it wasn't HOME. To me it was like a knife there without being used but as soon as you touch it it's the sharpest thing you have ever felt. I had to be careful because one wrong move and it would cost me my life. It wasn't home it was just some place I had to be if I wanted to survive. But now I don't want to survive or live. I curled up in a corner. I cried and cried until I couldn't cry anymore. There these voice again. How I wish that they would leave me alone but them won't. It hunts me. I want it to end I do I really do. There as I was going insane I had an idea. No one would miss me if I were gone. I.l.I can finally be at peace can't I. How I wish I could have said this aloud. But I didn't. If I were to have said it out loud would it have made a difference? I stood up. Looked in my closet and found a rope. I hung it up. It was there. I was really going to do it. There it was just swinging and waiting for a head. I stared at it. Slowly walking to it. I adjusted my head and I fell. But before that I heard a door open. It was my door. But I was to late. I blacked out. Last thing I remember seeing was that tall slim figure running towards me. And my mind went blank.

15:05 30xx/05/14:

Ahhh my head hurt. I have a massive headache. My body is sore and tired. I slowly open my eyes. White on white on white. Wait this isn't my house where am I. I still haven't regained full consciousness. I heard voices talking. I couldn't really make them out but I though I heard my name. I tried to sit up when I heard a voice. "You're up?" Huhh? Who could that be. I quickly looked around the room but saw no one. Did I hear something just now? "Over here." I quickly turned to face the direction of the voice. There coming out of the bathroom a tall slim figure stood at the door leaning against it. He was handsome. My heart fluttered. "How are you feeling?" He asked. I tried to talk but I couldn't make a sound. "Yea the doctor said it might be a while before you can talk again. You damaged your vocal cords." I was in shock. "Do you remember what happened?"he asked. I could sense some sort of tension in his voice but I nodded. He handed me a piece and told me to write down what I remembered. What I remember? That's the problem. The only think I remember is..... wait why can't I remember? I looking at him with a worried face. "It seems that you don't remember anything?" He asked in such a genial tone that It sent a shiver down my spine. I nodded. 'What was that' I thought to myself. "So.. sense you can't remember anything I'm going to have the doctors run some tests on you too see if it's just something temporary or long term. Don't move. I'll be right back." I stared at his back as he walked out the door. 'Can I trust him?' I closed my eyes. *click* I quickly opened my eyes. I couldn't see anything. It was dark. I tried to scream but I couldn't. I closed my eyes tightly hoping for someone to come or for someone to say something like:(It's ok it's me. Don't worry. ) *BOOM!!!* Smoke? Is that smoke I smell? I tried to get off the bed. But I fell. As I was falling someone grabbed my arm and stopped me from landing. "Let's go it's dangerous here. We need to get you to safety. Come with me." I felt his hand go over my head and pulled something off. I could see. There was something on my head. But why couldn't I feel it? I saw as the man hands me the wrap and told me to put it on my nose. I did what he told me. My eyes stung. Pieces of cloth caught on fire fell. We finally made it outside. The man escorted me to a black van. I didn't get to see his face but he seemed very familiar. My head started to hurt. I could faintly recall the smell of blood and a man. He wore all black. Tall,good build. I shook my head. Where did that memory come from? By the time I came back to my senses I was already in a unfamiliar place.