Falling
I just keep falling. I never hit the ground. I keep falling and falling--my insides feel as if they flew away and promised to never return. My mind reacts violently. Forcing me to dig my nails deep into my skin and to scream, scream, SCREAM! until it blows my teeth out of my gums and builds an urge to spit blood out. After a while of screaming pain and dark red blood, I begin to think something other then--"I'm so freaking screwed!"--I think about the times in life I enjoyed. The bad times. The times I laughed so hard it hurt. I begin to adapt after a few days... How would you react?
Repeating
My hand goes down for it--I can't pick it up. That's normal--but when I tried 30 more times and I still couldn't pick it up, I began to scream. I cried and cried after 100 times had past. A force kept making my hand reach down and try to pick up the item. I couldn't get away. I wanted to leave--I was so frustrated! It would never end though. Never. I begin to forget I was human. I forget what I look like. I forget that I have 8 fingers and two thumbs--I forget that I have one nose and two ears. My body begins to change. And I forget the purpose of even trying to get the item. How would you react if that was you?
