Scribbles

  Stave I I am only a little girl. I didn't know what I was doing. I just got so mad. I'm probably stupid most days, but the man in white usually comes then and I can talk to him simply. But that day, I was so angry, beyond mad really. I felt white hot inside, and I stomped my foot and the world disappeared. Before you think me strange, listen. I didn't plan it and I've never experienced such before myself. I was just so rage filled. I stomped my foot on my bedroom rug and all my toys and bed, and shelves vanished. My room of white and lavender faded, and I stood in a desert of rock and fear. The space was dark but hot as midday still. The sand and stone beneath my Mary Jane shoes were shivering. Tension in the air crackled as lightening flashed continuously overhead. I looked up and I was instantly terrified at the dark mountain before me. The mountain took up all my vision and I could see a rough circle of placed stones marking off the base of the mountain. Crags of...