"Silent
screaming and no one needs to listen
We don't care for each
other's feelings
Try to hide behind some self styled ignorance
We
have to realize the probs next door to us"
Despair
Prologue: All the Things She Wish She Said
Being able to speak. It's a wondrous gift that most people overlook. I did too, until I couldn't anymore. I had been out in the jungle and then my memory drew a total blank until I was found on the beach weeks later. Jack did a full examination on me and nothing had changed. Nothing except for the fact that I couldn't speak anymore, not a damn word. Jack chalked it all up to the trauma I had endured, but I knew it ran deeper than that. I had been gone for three weeks before I was found, so if the Others had done anything that would have shown, I definitely had time to heal.
Once everyone found out what had happened to me, they flocked to my tent, eager to try to help, eager to be the one who "fixed" me. I wanted to like the attention, but I just couldn't. I started being unresponsive and soon enough, I was left alone. It just seemed like no one cared anymore.
Except for him. He's the only one left I have to turn to. While my bad attitude drove everyone else away, he seemed drawn to it. He would come into my tent night after night, trying to help me find my voice. No matter what I did, he never gave up on me.
The night of January 16th, 2005 was the last night I heard my voice. Heard my voice pleading for help.
Heard my voice screaming for him to save me.
A/N: So that was my first "chapter"… well, prologue! Let me know what you think by pressing that little button on the bottom of the screen that says "Leave Review" because I love that…!
Thanks everyone for reading!
tazitz