Author's Note: Okay. Just the usual, I don't own Max, or any of the Flock. Tigress is the OC of Twilightluvr. I own nothing. I repeat, NOTHING!!!!
going in a corner to cry
sob
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I was in a dark, cold place. No, it was a giant bubble. It was dark and comforting.
Isolated.
The word came into my mind unbidden. Uninvited, and unwanted.
The mind is an interesting thing. It has many needs, and many wants. Most of them self-centered, a few selfless.
All I wanted was to stay in my bubble, and be safe. The real world was cold and cruel. Here I was safe.
Alone
Another unwelcome visitor in my isolated consciousness. In my mind I smirked. Using that word was like getting my unruly consciousness back. I quickly realized that this was a small victory. My mind may be shielding me, but it also held me trapped in a bubble of disarming security.
Why were these words so unwanted you may ask? Well, part of it was the alarming ability of my mind to lull me and soothe me into forgetting surprising things, and, well... a part of me realized that as long as these words came into my mind, I was alive, and could feel some pain that I had blocked out.
I didn't like that.
All I wanted to do was sleep. I thought dreamily of floating on a dark ocean, no cares, no pain, just an ocean of unawareness.
Suddenly a thought came to mind.
What am I?
As if those words had opened a door, a blinding light ripped open my bubble, making me wince in my mind.
You musn't forget. You must try to remember, said a Voice. Recognize it?
I flinched as I realized that this voice was inside my head! I panicked a little... okay a lot.
"Who are you?" I shrieked (mentally of course).
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Okay guys, this is my first fanfic, so go easy on a gal, 'kay? All criticism is welcome, as long as it is constructive.
I know the chappie is short, but it looked longer on Microsoft Word!