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Cheating Death
I have always been able to speak when I wanted to. In fact, my 'speeches' annoy and amuse my teammates. They tell me - with much affection, I have come to see - to shut up all the time.
I saw it in her face. She thought I was going to die. For the first time in my life, I knew what it was to feel terror so absolute it turned my blood to ice water. I knew in the minute I tried to speak, and it all turned to gibberish, that I was going to die.
There was no reason to live if my mind was damaged. I cannot let them put me in an institution like my mother. I wanted to die. When I had to close my eyes because I could no longer stay conscious, I wondered if the darkness was all that was waiting for me. Then I embraced it… like a long lost lover. For wasn't it better to die in the place of another. Great love hath no man…
I was ready… Nevertheless, the light came back as it always does. Here I am once again. My friends are around me. The demon is vanquished once again. What about next time?