I got the first short chapter done and I have started the second.
On a cool summer night, in my head, someone died.
I thought I could be there. I thought I was there. I woke up and I was not there. I was here.
I go there often. But never there. Only here. It’s a dark place, “there” is. Here is a safe place; the safe place is here. For her, I’m better here.
She loved me. At least I thought she loved me. I can’t imagine her true feelings because she is a liar. She twisted my heart just enough to kill me. Thankfully, reason revived me. A purpose gave me life.
I’m going to kill her.