Insane

I created this simple idea when I was 13. I didn't go into depth. It's a simple idea and at the same time kind of interesting. So much can happen, have fun!

Insane- 

 You are living a wonderful life. Yes you have the standard problems, friends, crushes, your sibling is a jerk. But for you it's perfect. You have it all. 

 One rainy day, you are walking to school, you listen as the rain falls around you, you feel it on your skin... Wait. No you don't. You stick your hand out, it's dry. But you can see rain, you can hear it. How? You ask yourself, why? 

 The rest of the day weird things happen, seeing things that aren't there. Feeling things that aren't seen. 

 That night you crawl in bed, your bed, the place you always felt so safe but now you don't. It's not your bed. This isn't home. This is... Not real. 

 As your mind starts to process this the world around you starts to fall apart. Your room melts away into nothing. The bed you were once sitting upon turns into dark cold ground. Finally you are just sitting there in complete darkness, scared, cold and alone. 

 You hear a familiar voice calling out to you, they say your name so sweetly. You try to pinpoint the direction of the noise and see a light far off. You run towards it because good things come from light. At least that's what your mom told you, was she even real? 

 Once at the light you are confronted with yourself. But there's something wrong. There's something off. You look closer as yourself starts to speak ever so sweetly, contorting it's body as it moves. Every time you blink you notice something, something crazy. It makes you feel insane. But it's not you who's insane. It's your other self. You have just met the insane part of you. 

 It speaks again, "ah I see you've broken free again."

"Where are we? Who are you?" You say stepping back. Unsure of everything. 

"We, my dear, are trapped in our mind! Such a wonderful place to be! I'm you. And you are me. But you guessed it right, I'm what they call craaaazy! And you are... Sane. So sane. And yet sooo weak" 

"Weak?" 

"You couldn't fight me. You couldn't win. I won this mind. It's mine to have and hold. This body's mine. This is mine. You are mine. You live in the back of our mind in your fantasy world! So really who's the insane one? I'm more in touch with reality than you are! Ha! They call me crazy...." 

 It all starts to make sense. The thought of what has been starts to terrify you. You can't breathe. You can't see. You can't be. You close your eyes and hope it all goes away. 

 When you open them again you are walking to school in the rain, this time you can feel on your skin. This time you don't believe it's there. 

 Now you must figure out how to beat the insane part of you. This time you must win. 

 Make this real! 

Make this real

 I'm a simple person. I don't do anything extraordinary. I wake up, I go to work and I live life in a boring way. 

 Though there is one thing that makes this boring life stuff worth it. It's the stories I've made in my head over the years. I've been making stories since I was 5. Now I'm 21 and still making these stories... Well a few weeks ago I discovered all my notebooks I've had over the years. Each other filled every story I thought worthy of writing down. 

 Here we are with my idea, maybe I should write a book! Not possible. I am not a great writer and not patient enough to write. 

 But I do have this sort of passion for these stories. I feel a need to share them, show people the wonder within them and make these stories real, at least for a few minutes as the story whirls around within someone's head. 

 The best way for me to share these stories is here. Even if no one reads them, I at least put them out into the world. I can say I tried and that's better than living a boring life. 

 My plan is while reading each post, you read start to finish. How I've written these stories is by setting up a plot, a few characters and setting. The rest is up to you. Sometimes I go more into depth that I will share after each story plot is shared. 

 So coming soon, the first story I feel must share. 

 By saying "make it real" at the end of every post, I am saying take this story I've created for you and make it real within your mind. 

Make it real! 

Just some other things I feel I must say: 

 If any of my stories seem like books already written, I apologize for any similarities and do not intend for any plagiarism. I swear each of these are ones I've created and just want to share. 

 And please don't try to take something that is mine and pass it off as your own (though I highly doubt that will ever happen) 

Thank you!