I've been searching, wandering, thinking, lost and looking all my life...

[dolce_isabella]

I laid under the swings for at least an hour. Numb. I tried to count the stars, or figure out their patterns, put the constellations together they were meant to be. But everything looked upside down to me. Not to mention... dead

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[fivebyfiverogue]

I sat in that corner, smokin' and holdin' my head. It was hurtin' like nothin' I've ever known. It was makin' me feel all tripped out. Man, I've used my share of drugs, but this shit was like nothin' else

[dolce_isabella]

I coughed, waving some of the smoke away from me. That's one thing I'd never gotten into, and on thing that still bothered me.

Smoke.

Grey and wispy as death itself, curling off the end of a cigarette, blowing in clouds from the lips of a person filling their lungs with tar and carcinogens, certain to someday have cancer of some kind.

I coughed again, my eyes watering as I batted at it, and shook my head, finally turning it, gulping in some fresh, clean, non-cancerous air.

Turning back, I watched her lick her lips and slide up the wall, coming toward me. I instinctively took a step back. Not because she had that much on me, especially height wise.

But because this girl, though she's flesh, and some kind of bone, looks like the ghost of whoever she used to be.

"You ain't gonna break me baby. Unless you ask real nice."

I blinked.

"Excuse me?"

She ran her hands through my hair, getting a good look at me, before leaning in close, whispering in my ear;

"Whatcha doin' in here?"I smirked back at her, reaching forward and running

[fivebyfiverogue]

They were there. Starin' at me. Givin' me that 'why'd you do it' look. It was gettin' to me and that's what was pissin' me off. I wanted it to stop. I wanted it to just go away.

What the hell was wrong with me?

"I wasn't......talking."

Her voice shoved the whispers outta my head. Made the ghosts go away.

Where'd she come from again?

"Maybe you wasn't..." I spat out, clenchin' my jaw as I looked at her. "...but they was."

I eyed her cautiously. Was she really here or was it just part of this whole fucked up mind trip somebody decided to take me on?

"I don't remember buyin' a ticket for this ride!" I screamed into the darkness. "You can stop anytime and let me off now."

Somebody had to be listenin'.

"You need help, I- I'm going to go get you help."She started runnin' and my lips curled into a wicked grin. I loved playin' games like this. There was nothin' like a little game of cat and mouse. Plus, it got her heart pumpin' good and fast, pushin' that blood through her veins

[dolce_isabella]

"Maybe you wasn't... but they was."

She looked at me, like she would kill me if she could just get hands around my neck, or whatever it was that was tripping her up so badly would give her just a little reprieve.

I stood there, terrified.

My heart pounded against my chest, the blood was pulsing through my veins like it couldn't get through if it didn't push that hard.

She was just so... frightening.

"Wh-Who?" I asked, my lips trembling, and I tried to keep my body from doing the same. "Tell me who's bothering you, who's upsetting you... a-and I'll make them stop." I promised, slowly circling away from her.

It all became a blur, this dirty, dark building as I fled from her. I hit my knee on something sharp, and tripped over something else.

"I don't remember buyin' a ticket for this ride! You can stop anytime and let me off now."Please, God. Please let her off