Chapter one: Lost
How hopeless could she be? How hopless and pathetic could she be? She was always beating herself up. She never saw herself as the wonderful kind person that she really was, but as someone who was needy, and a trouble to be around. She didn't even bother with the friends she once had. She didn't think she had anything to live for. The sunny days didn't seem so sunny anymore and the dark nights only seemed to get darker.
How had she stumbled upon this miserable feeling? Was it the fact that she was "coming of age"? That she was finally getting emotions. If she had emotions now then how could she explain her emptiness. She felt like she had nothing to live for. Had it always been this way and she had never noticed it till now, when some fool had to show it to her with an insult.
Was she really a ghost? Was it true that no one would care if she died, if she never showed her face on the earth again? Was it as easy as they say it is to just end the misery? Was it all that she needed was just a friend? Just someone to talk to?
Being alone with a bunch of questions doesn't help. You don't know what it feels like; the frustration, building up before you get the chance to ecnoualge you had it in the first place.
Questions unanswered, she looks to the mirror, to find her only friend; imaginary of course, but her friend. She smiled upon gazing at her friends beauty; of course seeing herself, but thinking she was looking at Fusia.
"How are you today?" Fusia asked.
"Not so good, but again your beauty helps take away the pain." she replied truthfully.
Fusia's eyes zoned out and then came into focus again. "I have a message of importance for you." Fusia said.
The girl's eyes widened and she listened as Fusia's vioce took on a man's loud tone.
"I'll find you, I promise." he said, and that was it. It was enough to set her heart pounding and she starred back at Fusia with different eyes.
"Do you know who he is?" she asked.
"I only bring the messages, I don't know anything of the ones that speak the words." Fusia replied sadly.
"Oh, thanks anyways Fusia." she said and turned away from the mirror. "Water. Where are you?" she asked looking around her room too quickly for human eyes. She spotted a bottle of water and grabbed it. She took off the cap and gulped the water down in two quick seconds. She screwed the top back on. "More..." she said looking around the room again. Not finding any, she walked out of the room and to the refridgerator. She looked it over and then sat under the water dispenser and pressed the button for the water. It poured smoothly from the tube attached to the refridgerator and fell right into her mouth. She sat there for a full hour drinking the water, then she finally let her hand slip from the button and she sat on the cold floor staring at the refridgerator. Her eyes were clouded and her expression was blank, it was as if she had been drugged.
Then something occured to her and her pale face took some of its color back and her eyes turned their normal ice blue. She looked around curiously. "Where am I?" she asked the refridgerator. It didn't answer. She stuck out her finger and began waving it at the appliance. "You tell me now or I'll use my methods of making you talk!" she warned. The room was silent. "Okay... I'll give you time to think about; relize who I am." she said crossing her arms. A few minutes passed and she looked at the refridgerator agian. "Are you ready to talk?" she asked it seriously. Not a word. "Okay, so be it." she said, and flicked her finger. The refridgerator burst into flames. She starred at it and chuckled, then she relized she still didn't know where she was. "Fusia!" she screamed. "Where are you?!"
"I'm where you left me mistress." Fusia replied calmly.
"Oh." she said almost normally.
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