Hello. This is the fourth chapter of this Psycho Babble. Kit wrote this one
again. We're trying to come up with a plot that makes sense, so sorry if it
doesn't. Anyway, here is part 4. Kit doesn't own any lyrics to Blink 182's
songs, just FYI.
Hi. My name is Samantha.
I'll bet you've heard of me. My last name, well we'll just keep that irrelevant. I'm currently in Limbo. Why am I here, you ask? Because they had no clue where to put me after my accident or well it really was no accident, seeing as she killed me. Yes her. You know who I'm talking about. The angel from my nightmare, Kitara. Anywhoo, I've been fine now. I no longer have to deal with Kitara. She is gone and I'm free. Free from her threats and torture. In the beginning, she was my friend and she never had been mean to me but then when I fell in love, she got jealous because she loved someone totally different and I made her break up with him. I couldn't let her love someone while I loved someone. We were the same person basically. Me and her, her and me. We were a team, perfect to be compared (if that even makes sense) but after we had our differences about boys, she got ferocious and started tormenting me, forcing me to draw the most horrible things and gave me horrible thoughts that I couldn't stand. I would scream at night, yelling for it to go away. I never told my parents and my boyfriend didn't believe me. Well, maybe that was my fault because I told him it wasn't real and it was only a joke. My friends thought the same as my boyfriend did but Cassie believed it all. She told me we should get rid of Kitara but I thought her threats would stop so I just said 'No thanks. I can deal with it.' Then a while later, I became depressed and felt my life wasn't worth living. I kept telling people that I was dieing but my boyfriend said I wasn't and my friends said that I can't die. I was afraid to kill myself but one night, Kitara came in while I was sleeping, and having horrifying dreams, and she killed me. I'm not sure what happened right then but I remember feeling no pain and waking up here. I immediately knew I was dead and that I could not see my boyfriend ever again. I wasn't even able to say goodbye.
Hi. My name is Samantha.
I'll bet you've heard of me. My last name, well we'll just keep that irrelevant. I'm currently in Limbo. Why am I here, you ask? Because they had no clue where to put me after my accident or well it really was no accident, seeing as she killed me. Yes her. You know who I'm talking about. The angel from my nightmare, Kitara. Anywhoo, I've been fine now. I no longer have to deal with Kitara. She is gone and I'm free. Free from her threats and torture. In the beginning, she was my friend and she never had been mean to me but then when I fell in love, she got jealous because she loved someone totally different and I made her break up with him. I couldn't let her love someone while I loved someone. We were the same person basically. Me and her, her and me. We were a team, perfect to be compared (if that even makes sense) but after we had our differences about boys, she got ferocious and started tormenting me, forcing me to draw the most horrible things and gave me horrible thoughts that I couldn't stand. I would scream at night, yelling for it to go away. I never told my parents and my boyfriend didn't believe me. Well, maybe that was my fault because I told him it wasn't real and it was only a joke. My friends thought the same as my boyfriend did but Cassie believed it all. She told me we should get rid of Kitara but I thought her threats would stop so I just said 'No thanks. I can deal with it.' Then a while later, I became depressed and felt my life wasn't worth living. I kept telling people that I was dieing but my boyfriend said I wasn't and my friends said that I can't die. I was afraid to kill myself but one night, Kitara came in while I was sleeping, and having horrifying dreams, and she killed me. I'm not sure what happened right then but I remember feeling no pain and waking up here. I immediately knew I was dead and that I could not see my boyfriend ever again. I wasn't even able to say goodbye.