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Chapter five The show can't go on
15 January 2014
Aurora slowly fluttered her eyes open seeing she was in her warm, comfortable bed,under her soft,blue furry blanket.
The confused girl looked around taking in her surroundings.
She was indeed in her room.
Looking on her nightstand,Aurora saw her black,digital clock which read the time 3:13am.
Laying her head back down on the pillow,the female stared straight ahead at her dark wall.
It was just a dream.
She didn't know any of those people.
She wasn't even fifteen.
The saddened,young female looked down at her hands seeing they still trembled.
The only thing that was real in the dream were her problems and appearance.
And sadly the way her mother acted.
Aurora felt so safe in her dream as it felt so real.
What Aurora wanted to know was,why was she fifteen in her dream?
Why did she stutter so much? .......
Aurora's mind went blank all of a sudden.
The poor,confused girl furrowed her eyebrows wondering why she was awake.
Closing her eyes,the exhausted female was about to dose off before her mind clouded on a name.
Dayvon
The young female squeezed her eyes tightly together as she tried to force herself to fall asleep but she couldn't.
Her mind would allow her.
The name kept repeating continuously as the stressed girl placed her hands over her ears.
Just then everything calmed once a sentence was faintly heard.
"I'm Dayvon mama."
Aurora slowly moved her hands back down,hugging herself as her body flushed with cold air.
The female,shivered violently as she tried to repeat the name but for some reason it was like the name didn't exist...
Like there was no possible way for anyone to pronounce it or even properly think about it.
It felt powerful.
Dangerous.
Warm.
Peaceful.
Calm.
Just then,the cold female stopped shivering and her body was now warm again as the positive thoughts came to mind.
Dayvon.Dayvon.Dayvon.Dayvon.
The now frightened girl heard soft voices constantly repeat in a creepy, whispering voice.
Aurora quickly sat up as her breathing picked up,her eyes watered and her heart ached.
Reaching her shaky hand over to her night stand,she opened the one drawer that it had,seeing the few pill bottles she had.
Quickly taking the bottle labeled 'Thorazine',twisting open the lid, pouring out one of the pills in her hand that rapidly shook,swallowing the pill dry.
Feeling herself begin to calm,the female slowly laid back down,pulling the covers over her head as she didn't want to see anything.
The female let tears flow out and trickle down the corner of her eyes as she laid on her side.
She was heart broken.
Dealing with all these disorders were not easy,especially if you don't have someone to support you or to keep you company when needed.
Memory,Schizophrenia and anxiety were the most servers ones Aurora had to deal with.
And mind you,this could lead to a very big problem in the future.
Aurora let out a shaky sigh as she silently cried.
She never wanted to go through this.
She had no one she could relate to.
No one she could rant to.
No one to understand her.
She was alone.
She hated it.
Even though she has never really experienced one's company,she always took notice of how happy people looked to be out with their friends and family and wanted to experience the same feeling.
The heartbroken female closed her burning eyes,trying her final attempt to fall back asleep.
Thankfully,the attempt had succeeded and the female was now peacefully sleeping once again.
Sometimes she had wished she wouldn't wake up,knowing she'll have to go through the same things everyday.
It was basically a horror film of repeatedly living the same day until you get a happy ending.
The film needed to end.
The poor female needed her happy ending.
This was one of the times where you had to say...
"The show can't go on."
There are people who need to end things in order to be happy.
Don't go living in the same horror movie.
It'll only lead to your misery.
Your misery that will be ended as it drives you crazy.
