I'll be close behind.

She had wandered to all corners of the Inbetween, searched every burrow and all the hollows, walked to the bottom of the wispy lake, climbed and lived in the trees and yet she always stayed away from the centre. It was bad this time, worse than before, so she started towards the middle of everything. She took the last step, over the moss crack and suddenly, everything changed. The trees once lush and vibrant were now dead and crushed, the moss had left, there was no light, no comfort and before her, the path rose up and contorted until there were two separate trails. At the end of one there was her family and a hospital bed waiting, the other was completely black, nothing could be seen. She only took a second to decide. She walked into the darkness, into the end.

You stole my star.

Sometimes it just hurt too much. Sometimes the Inbetween was the only place that was safe, the only place where she could forget. The sad thing is that the Inbetween fades, the lake, the trees, the blur and things change. The Inbetween is no longer there, instead destruction rose in its place. Towering granite and cement and steel stood menacingly above her, taunting her, pushing her towards the steel, towards the cold metal edge. One cut, she told herself, maybe the pain would take her back to the Inbetween. She always said only one cut but sometimes the mind wanders.

The innocence can never last.

When she returns to the Land of the Living, they ask her about the Inbetween, what it was like, what she remembered, who she shared it with. Though she did not like to be untruthful, she said she had no recollection. You see, the Inbetween was her place and no one elses, it was where she truly belonged. They wanted to know all about this place where her mind would wander when she couldn't cope. She needed that place to be hers, to be her safe haven and if she spoke of the peace there, the serenity, all she would be able to hear was all these doctors telling her it wasn't real, that she shouldn't give in to the temptation of the nothingness. It was there that she got to be herself again, step out of the meek shell that she now adhered to, slip through the cracks of her porcelain mask and flow fully into the state of bliss which had become her home.

Then that word grew louder and louder.

She stretched her dormant muscles, the tips of her fingers reaching up towards the ever present moon, her toes brushing the fallen leaves. She had been here too long already but she wasn't ready to leave, she loved the Inbetween, its calmness and complete lack of complication. She smoothed the crinkles out of her clothes, her fingers regaining feeling. She slowly rose from the soil she had called her home, she walked on her toes as if dancing with the wind and foliage, spiral twists and silent strides towards the lake. 

The lake was one of the best parts of the Inbetween. It was not filled with water, though the fluidity was deceiving. The wispy waves were silver and moved like silk. It contained all the thoughts that had sent here to this place, the harder she looked the darker they became. The silk began to form words, contort into the things that were best forgotten. Her fingers grazed the surface, sending ripples, hoping that would distort the thoughts, she wanted nothing more than to forget, forget what she had left, forget what was waiting for her on the other side. But these things cannot be ignored for long.

HEY!

Hi guys,
I've been away for a while and haven't had a computer, so sorry about the lack of posts.
Now I'm back and I start classes again on Monday but I will do my best to update regularly.
I love that I have support from you all and I will try to get this back to normal!
Thanks,
returntosender