The End

I found myself twisting and turning in bed irritably. A strange feeling found its way into my chest, throbbing quite uncomfortably. My heart raced. My head ached. My eyes burned, swollen. Tears made their way down my chubby cheeks, and I could hardly see, that is, if my eyes were open. My brain dimly made the connection that no, I was not wearing glasses, like I was before, but that didn't matter much. I was wet, cold, shivering uncontrollably. It felt strange, no, everything felt strange. It wasn't my room, it couldn't have been. I had left in the middle of the night, so that wasn't possible. I was most likely in a hospital.

Am I dead?

I probably was. All I remember were headlights, loud music, and vivid cursing. I don't think I said anything. There was a lot of pain, even now I think. Or at least there should have been; right now, everything was numb.

Resentment. Bitter resentment. I think that's what I was feeling. My life felt like it was in shambles.

You're useless.

Who the hell do you think you are?

What's with that tone, huh? You're being pompous now?

She never earned anything, it was all given to her.

Sorry, who are you?

Her grades are terrible!

She can't even control what she eats.

I don't think you're worth it anymore. I don't need you. There's no point in staying friends. Goodbye for good, Sara.

I didn't say anything those times either. I didn't think there would be a point to, I was always wrong anyways. It was easy, much too easy to drown their words out, but the pain lingered.

Oh God, the pain was unbearable.

I didn't mean for it to happen. I really, really didn't. I was walking on the sidewalk, but it was dark. The lampposts illuminated little.

He was drunk, and I couldn't tell. It was too late before I realized he – it was a he, burly with brown, curly hair – was swerving, straight to me. I couldn't do anything. I was frozen in fear. I sincerely didn't want to die. It was an unfortunate accident with unfortunate timing.

At least I knew what happened to my glasses.

I couldn't open my eyes. I wanted too, but it seemed that I physically couldn't, so I was left to ponder in a sea of never-ending black, a void encompassing the far reaches of my imagination.

I suddenly felt homesick. How could I have done something as rash as sneaking out? Of course, something bad would happen.

But I needed to get out of there. I was suffocating; there was too much pressure. I needed to get my mind off of everything.

I didn't care about my wrongs or missed opportunities, but there was one. Just one chance.

If I had seen it, everything would have been so different. Maybe he'd still be a close friend of mine, maybe even something more. I missed him so much that it hurt. It hurt so badly.

Was it too much to ask? I just wanted him by my side again.

But it was impossible. Travelling through time, it would never happen. I couldn't go back and fix things, and I would never be able to.

But I just wanted one more chance –

A chance I knew I would never get.

Black everything was so black –

It was driving me insane.

I felt distant from the world, like it was a remnant of a dream long since dissipated, but not able to be forgotten.

Time meant nothing in the void. I couldn't tell where one thing started and another ended. It could have been long, hard years. It could have been mere seconds; I would not be able to tell.

There was nothing other than solitude. It made my soul feel weary.

Resignation. That was the feeling I felt then. I did not care what happened anymore. I was done, I was ready for whatever happened next, even if that meant staying forever in the void, alone.

But then, everything moved. Black swirls moved this way and that, bumping into each other and leaving just as quickly. Black snow fell, complimenting the eerie towers growing from the ground, enveloping me in its nothingness.

There were odd sensations, so many of them. My body felt heavy, then light. My legs felt constricted, then free. I could breathe, then I couldn't. I could see vestiges of color, then they left. A world of confusion embraced me, and I could do nothing but be encased by it.

And then I fell.

Down into the depths of darkness, into something foreign, and then even lower than that.

My body burned, but I kept falling.

A laugh, a crazed laugh.

I had not heard a thing for decades, surely.

But it was undeniably laughter.

Then, an amused grunt. "Child, you certainly have quite the imagination! It seems that I must watch your adventures. Perhaps you will be worthy of another chance, but surely, by then, you will have forgotten everything! Oh, you poor, poor child."

My eyes opened.

AN: Hello! I'm trying my hand at a... well, not exactly self-insert per say, but let's call it that. I'm hoping to get this over 100k, but I guess I'll have to see how it turns out. Reviews make the world go round. As of now, I don't have an update schedule but I'll let you guys know when I get one. Thanks for reading! ~Harmony