I promised Lemna that I would get this story started. It's been an idea that has rolled and tumbled in my head, and is
where I get my handle from. All characters and plot are my own. Any similarities to other's work is purely coincidence. Please don't use any of my
characters or ideas without my permission. Simply message me and get my permission first. I hope it is liked...I have written and re-written this story 4
times. I'm hoping to be satisfied with this. But this particular storyteller and Muse are picky
I digress, and will let you move onto the story
I am losing my mind. I would swear on a thousand bibles I am. I'm hearing voices, a voice actually. That does mean that I'm going
insane, right? I'm either insane or a witch. She's telling me her name. It sounds like Kiri or Kirianna or something. That voice, though. I know
it.
My life is hell. My parents think I'm completely possessed because I'm not their little girl anymore. And I know that I'm different.
But I can't stop myself. I can't be the person I was before. Everything is changed. They keep asking why. Why? Why? Why? I can't answer them. I
can't tell the truth.
Now the voice is telling me that she knows my secret. That she knows how I feel. How the hell could she possibly know how I feel? How could she
know my secret when I've never written the words or spoken it out loud? So she has to be lying. She's trying to trick me to make me tell
her.
What the hell? This is almost hysterically funny, and I'm laughing in my head. I'm debating whether the voice in my head knows anything
about me. I am losing my mind.
I'm laying down now. I'm so tired and my brain feels like mush. My mother is storming around downstairs. She woke up in a bad mood and
it hadn't gotten any better. So I'm avoiding her, because I don't want to fight. I feel bad for leaving dad to deal with her alone. But I don't
feel bad enough to venture out of my room.
I didn't realize I fell asleep until I looked around and didn't recognize the place I was in. I'd never been here before. My mind
always seemed to take me to all kinds of places, most of which I'd never been. The room was dark, but there were candles lit everywhere. I was
scared.





