It hurts. Why is this happening? Did...-fuck! Fuck! Fuck! It hurts so much! I collapse, falling out of my desk as a thump could be heard as I fell. The voices suddenly feel as if they are drilling into my mind, trying to find more space. I can hear another world, without the natural sounds of earth enacting within my mind. So many voice's trying to find path's to fix their current state and yet they can't find it. So much is at chaos, so much at stake. He disappeared and as my mind begin's to expand there are only spaces within my new compatible mind that can feel and see these disappearances, there's a blank space, a blank slate covering my mind to search through the memories that I had already heard...
The fuck?! Why-...why am I saying this crap?! Changing, yes change. My mind was morphing into another shape; different from my own. Multiple cells changing directions, positions, and form's to create this new image. We are all too panicked to find the path we want to choose, too confused to seek out another way...peacefully.
I'm gone now. This new me has already faded away, stored behind brain-strings or some memory term to lock away memories. My mind is a mess, like a dust cloud being moved forcefully instead of letting the little particles flow down ever so gently. The voice's become more faint and softer, like whispers instead of yells. Sitting up, looking at the other's with my blurry vision. The sound's so faint now... a student's panicking as they try to look at their phones, blank and soulless screens that can't fix the mind. The text's of the unsure and pictures of unknown words. It's my turn isn't it? To do something productive.
( If is wrong or something doesn't seem wrong, please notify me. )