**Teaser**
I will never be alone. Not anymore.
When I came home from that party, all alone, all for myself, I had no idea that would be one of the last time for me to actually be alone. That time I was sad. I felt sad since I was all by myself, with no one to take me to bed or fall asleep with me. I never thought that I would miss that time, ever. All we want is someone to share our lives with, right?
Well, I don't want that anymore. What would I not give for a moment by myself? My life, maybe?
Yes. Yes I would give up my own life, just for a moment to myself. But they would not let me. Even if they lock me inside a room and guard the door and windows, there will always be someone with me, around my neck, inside of my head.
After several minutes, I'm finally upstairs. I walk into the bathroom, but stop just inside. 'Were someone standing in my room just now, watching me from my doorway?' I lean myself out the door and tilt my head to the right, staring into my room up the hall. No one where standing in the doorway to my room, watching me. I laugh a little to my stupidity. I didn't bring anyone home, did I?
Sometimes, I still thought it was some kind of joke, but every time someone came with food or just walked past my cell it was the same. Somehow I hoped it was someone I knew, but deep down I knew that wouldn't happen. Ever. Sometimes I saw my mother in the walls, looking at me, disappointed. I saw Ann sitting outside the cage, watching me. My father walked past outside my cell and my brother sitting beside me. I tried to tell myself that it was all my imagination, but I sometimes caught myself talking to them as if they actually where there. Not a good sign. I can't hold it anymore… I am loosing it…
I just hoped she would leave me alone, it hurts so badly… "I will not be gone for long little one, just learn to accept that". She said, nearly completely gone by now. "… What's your name…?" All I could manage between my sobs and sore throat where merely a whisper she would never hear. Just as she vanished completely, I could hear her voice, like a whisper through the wind: '…Lilith…'
No, I don't want this anymore. I want my head and body for myself, like God meant us to.
