• The door was closing and I was more than yard away. I couldn't scream out for help, couldn't shreik in fear, couldn't even go faster than I slow walk. I was in a dark corridor and had no idea how I had gotten there. Where was I? This isn't home! Where's home? Where is everybody? My own thoughts seemed to drown me in forgotten shadows. My feelings were forgotten. My soul was forgotten. My entire being was forgotten. In other words, I was forgotten. All I could see was a black corridor. This wasn't right. I should have been somewhere else. Nobody should get this fate and yet, somebody had too. I was thinking nonesense as I tried to run but could only walk slowly. Like one of those scary nightmares where your running so increasingly slow while the monster seems to get your speed and an adrenalin rush. So in the end, right before the monster catches you, you wake up. It was kind of like one of those only nobody was chasing me. As far as I could tell at least.

    The light was fading from the doorway. It seemed like my life. Always too late for important things. Things that are essential. Look where it put me. It was like trying to catch air with your hands. Impossible. That was how I felt. Like everything I tried to get was impossible. Love, life, happiness, friendship, relationship, gone. All of it. Gone. Everything was gone. All that was left was a feeling in the pit of my stomach that never seemed to go away. It would subside, but never go away. This feeling... it was a feeling of... dread.

    Knowing that I would never get anything. I would give and give but never be able to recieve. Even for my own sake. It was meaningless in my eyes to reach for something and yet, knowing that you would never get it. It wasn't right, it wasn't fair. Did I really deserve this? Does anybody really deserve this? Things pop into my head-bad things-all of the time. I don't like it but... I can't really do anything now can I?

    I'm two feet away and about to reach the door when it closes. Just like everything else. They just close. Never to be opened up again. At least, by me. To others, it's always the same exact thing. One door closes and another opens. But for me, it's one door closes, they all close and if your not behind that door, you'r out of luck. And will be, for eternity.

    That was my life. My life sucks. I can't do anything about it though. I've been cursed. My whole life is cursed. My whole being is cursed. Everything leaves me here. I was drowning in nothing, yet everything. It's all gone, except for dread. I never really had friends, they all thought that I was a total freak. I never really had a family. My Mom and Dad never loved me. I was just a mistake. My whole life, a mistake. A mishap. They never wanted me and I never deserved them.

    My sister died in a coma. She never woke up. My two brothers left for college. One hated me and the other doesn't even know I exist. I'm sure my sister would hate me too. Heck, my cat commited suicide! My cat doesn't even like me! After I saved his life too! I bet they're all laughing at me. Right at this very second. I can almost hear theire voices. Sour and full of entertainment. It was like I was there sort of entertainment. Like I was just there to entertain. That was the only door opened and I unwillingly moved.

    No matter how many times I told my scarred feet to stop, they kept walking. My life flashed before my eyes. All of the tears, the happiness that I was finally gone, the madness. My mother wanted to kill herself. She was on the brink of madness. That is how wrtched I am. I guess I deserve this fate. Me, Kat Chelsa Singer, deserves this feeling. Dread and now despair. My feet, about to step through the darkened door, when another door opened. I blinked as the corridor filled up with... light?

    My eyes watered as this new thing filled up everything. Everything look totally different. What was it?