Drabble 11 : See yourself fall and not being able to do anything.

She didn't recognize herself. She had no idea of what was happening, but she didn't like it. Her spirit wasn't her any more, someone stole it from her.

Slowly, she remembered her past, her memories, her youth.

Her wedding and her daughter's birth, Cinderella. Their life had been beautiful before, she loved her husband, and he loved her. What could go wrong ?

A lot of things, unfortunately. Everything was coming from her, she knew it, there was something in her. Something destroyed, broken into pieces.

They needed time to understand what she had, and what was happening to her. It lay in one word.

Madness.

Everything in her behavior said it, as her body. Her look, her smile could appear as worrying.

One of the worst things of it, it was to feel powerless. To see everything she had be stolen from her, see her own spirit escape from her. Not being able to control herself when she wasn't herself.

Loose herself, loose everything she was, that made of her someone sane.

She saw it, and she was taken by fear.

She tried to fight against this, but it was pointless. And little by little, she was beginning to realize it.

Oh, how she suffered to live it !

She wasn't the one, the one who suffered the most may be Cinderella.

She was just a child, terrified, facing this woman she didn't understand and who was her mother.

During a day, atrocious, terrible, she was taken by a crisis, and, without controlling herself, she began to burst into laughter.

A madness laugh with no sense.

And she didn't hear the cries of terror of the little girl who didn't know what to do.

She was still laughing, again and again, until her husband took her hands.

"Cassandra ! He shouted then. Cassandra, please, stop !"

It made her become herself, and she stayed petrified, scared.

As her little girl was taken far from her, she let escape a hiccup of horror. She did nothing, not really but it was already too much.

She terrorized her little girl, and didn't care about her shouts.

And she even laughed of it !

Tears in her eyes, she turned in her husband, looking for someone who would help her. She didn't miss how far from her he was, and she saw that he didn't let her approach him. And it was easy to understand why.

A light of pain appeared in Cassandra's look.

She was alone and lost.

She was falling.

She was disappearing.

And she could do nothing against that.

It was the last moment where she was lucid.