Story start one
I can't do this anymore. I've tried and tried. God how I've tried, but I cant forget what he did. The wound within me cannot be healed. I know now that despite his efforts I will never fully forgive him. It will always be there in the back of my mind.
So I am leaving. It will be better for me to have a clean break from this and even though I know it will be difficult, I know in my heart it is for the best. Soon I will have to say goodbye to my lover, my friend, the man who broke my heart but then I'll move on. I'll be free.
Story start two
Mum says I've been missing for weeks, months even. She says she's been worried sick and asks me where in hell I've been. Every time I give her the same answer, I don't know but in truth I do. Well partially.
I remember I was in a room. It was small and dark due to poor lighting. I'm also pretty sure the room was in Virginia because I don't remember travelling far from home. So yeah, I remember where I was. I just don't know why. Since I returned home its been killing me. God damn it! If only I could remember why! Why was I there in that box of a room? Why wasn't I home with my mum or going out with my friends? And who? Who took me from my bed in the middle of the night? Who kept me in that room? Clearly they wanted me alive else I would not be here but then I get back to why! Why did they want me alive? And finally, why did they let me go?
All I know is that it had something to do with the eyes of midnight black. The eyes which haunt my dreams.