Blink
Blink. Blink. Blink.
It was a never ending loop, mocking me with its repetitiveness. It was a terrible, sanity-destroying song on repeat. I stared at the thing, hating the cursed movement that tormented me.
Blink. Blink. Blink.
I watched the small black line disappear and reappear every second, never pausing in its horrible dance. Frantically, I searched for the words to end this; anything would do. But nothing came. I was ensnared in the infuriating game the line was playing with my sanity.
Blink. Blink. Blink.
I wracked my mind for the words, hoping desperately that I would know how to end this madness. Everything I had thought of before I started seemed to vanish, leaving me unaided in my struggle. Why was it doing this to me? What had I ever done to deserve this?
Blink. Blink. Blink.
With a cry of outrage, I pushed myself away from the desk and away from the computer I had been staring at for the last three hours. I hadn't been able to convey a single thought, type a single line. Why couldn't I write down what I needed to? Why could I write the whole thing in my head but couldn't type one letter when I was sitting down at a computer?
Blink. Blink. Blink.
I looked back at the screen to see that mocking black line still continuing its mind-numbing pattern. I quickly looked away, feeling like it was taunting me. 'You can't write! You're useless. You won't be able to finish what you started this time.' It was aggravating to think that maybe it was right; maybe I couldn't finish this. I glanced back for just a second, hoping the words might come to me.
Blink. Blink. Blink.
No! I hadn't realized I had screamed the word out loud until someone came running into the room. I managed to wave him off, saying I was fine and the scream was nothing. Eventually I got him to leave, though I could tell he didn't want to. After I was sure he was gone, I turned back to my computer. Okay, I can do this, I thought. I sat down and looked at the screen.
Blink. Blink. Blink.
Mission Creek Teen Sent to Mental Hospital
Today a young teenager by the name of Bree Davenport was sent to the local mental hospital. We have been told she was admitted due to a considerable case of psychosis, the worst the hospital has ever seen. Her family has been notified, and we were able to interview her two brothers, Adam and Chase Davenport.
"Bree was writing a story or something for English class the last time I saw her not-crazy. I heard her scream 'no,' so I went in to check on her. She said she was fine and told me to leave. I had no idea my sister was going crazy," Adam informed us while sitting in the psychiatric ward's waiting room.
"I didn't see any signs of insanity in the weeks leading up to this," Chase told us just after he had visited his sister. "I had no idea Bree was going crazy. Maybe if I had known she needed help, this all could have been avoided. I can't help but feel like it's my fault."
When asked what information the doctors could give, they told our reporters that Bree continuously mutters about blinking lines and her English assignment. Perhaps it's a clue to why she broke down, though we probably won't ever know the true reason. More details will be coming as they are revealed to our reporters.
This is for everyone who has ever felt like they were going insane because of writer's block. I know I feel like I'm losing my mind when I can't find the right words. Thanks for reading!
~C