I have this dream… A plain simple dream, I don't know the end, there is no end. It's like a tape recorder going over and over, I can't escape it they won't let me. My life is like my dream, and there is only one word to describe it… Hell. Love, that word was erased from my mind the first time I had that dream.

What they do to you is so sick, you won't know what to think, and that's what they want. But I won't let them have it never, they eat your soul and brainwash you. Make your brain so twisted you'll go insane.

My friends told me I was crazy a lunatic, wait I never had friends just pictures of my imagination. I went to a psychiatrist even a shrink for god's sake! But nothing could stop the dreams; it crawled into my head sucking out all the happiness. I became paranoid, knowing I would be lonely for the rest of my life.

Until I met him, he was so kind so sweet, he may have been cocky but he made me laugh he brought back my smile. We were best friends but I wanted to be more then that I wanted him to hold me close at night and tell me he loved me and never let me go.

But they would not let that happened I was being pulled between two worlds, reality and fantasy. I still remember the dream and how I had nearly lost him, I was always lost in a train of thought sometimes I would hurt myself without even knowing.

My dreams were calm before they were able to seep back in locking me away from the real world… from everything I wrote in a diary about my dreams and I would let him read it. Once he gave me a necklace which said it meant he always is with me no matter what. Never give up on me, never cheat on me, never hate me or think I was crazy.

He thought I was beautiful with a calm mysterious, funny, creative, wise, curious and peaceful nature. Those were true but then there were the negatives, I was afraid of heights and still am, well a little bit. I hated being alone and heard noises and thought things that others could, I was weird yet smart; I loved reading/writing maybe even singing while I'm at it. But that was the problem I had created my own little world with my imagination making everything I thought I needed put in my little world.

But he helped me get through soon I let it become our world, I would tell him what was happening there while his arms were wrapped around me in front of the fireplace on the couch, he would add things he thought needed sprucing up and all.

One night I was at home, then it all happened there he was, a scared look on his face something was wrong I ran up to him and wrapped my arms around him then both of us fell to the ground and everything went black.

My names Ann the Hedgehog, and this is my hell.

Authors note: Hi guys that's a big summary/blurb whatever you want to call it for my new story My Hell, the first few chapters are gonna be about Ann and her childhood then I'll start getting into the guy she met then we'll start the dream.

Disclaimer: I own Ann the Hedgehog.