Note to readers: I'm sorry I haven't written in a while, but here is the next chapter and I will update more frequently.
[Asteric] Jump all you can
And you got out your right foot
The sooner you get out
In your hide away
I might be left dead
Side of the road
Serves a place and time
Jamie looks around... all she sees is dark. Probably because the lights are out in her room and it is late at night. She is looking out her window at all the stars. No one to say good night to. She's not necessarily crying, as she usually does, but stunned. You know the look of wide eyes and a concerned look. What's the reason for Jamie's look? Nothing. Just fear. Its night, she's in her loose pajamas, with no make up on. The thoughts running through her head don't make any since to her. It's kind of like her mind- has a mind of its own. It scares her. She doesn't know how to get rid of it. She stands up, continuing to look out the window. She starts hearing a low roar. She figures it's just a car passing by the house. She walks downstairs to the kitchen to get some milk. Her father is there. He asks her what she is doing up so late and she simply replies that she cant sleep. The roar continues and she asks him if he hears anything. He said no. She thought for sure that he was kidding. The roar kept getting louder and she asked him, now with a louder voice, if he herd anything now? And he said that he only heard her talking. Looking at her with a concerned face he told her to go upstairs and go to bed and that he loves her and he'd see her in the morning. Very suddenly she heard something fall and shatter, like a glass vase. She screamed. He father grabbed her arm and asked her if she was ok? She said no and that something made a very loud noise. He guided her up the stairs telling her that nothing happened. That nothing made any noise.
She lay down and looked at the scar on her wrist. She knew that she heard something. She couldn't be going crazy could she? She looked at the colors of the scar, the deepness, the meaning.
[flashback] "Its ok Jamie" the nurse said to the 5 year old. "Were trying hard to keep your mom alive, her mental health is just not strong enough" "Don't scare her" Jamie's father said to the nurse, "go sit over that baby" he now said to Jamie. "Daddy what's going on" Jamie said with more concern in her eyes then ever before. The toddler grasped her teddy bear even harder with a scared look on her face. And only one silent tear falling down the side of her face. Inside the small room Jamie could see her mom trashing against the white walls of the small-boxed area. She was screaming with all her might. Screaming "don't let them take me, leave me alone, noooooooooo..." over and over again. No one was in the room. Her mom had schizophrenia, severe; she always thought something was going to kill her. Soon it did. They were so afraid Jamie might have it. They did so many tests on the young child. Found her healthy. Her mom stopped screaming and in a lower voice, she was still saying the same stuff, like the energy was drained. No one could help her; no one could stop whatever was happening. Jamie saw it. Jamie knew. But she couldn't move.
Jamie drifts into a sleep. The night was young, so was she, she held tight to that teddy bear that she held on to that night, remembering her past...
[Asteric] sum 41