Your Mind is Your Prison

Celene Stolarz

Celene Stolarz

Entry in the 2023 Short Story & Poetry Contest

       Once upon a time, there was a Girl that was trapped. She wasn't trapped in a tower or a castle, she was trapped in her own Mind. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't escape. This world wasn't all daydreams, it was nightmares too. The Girl didn't know who she was, but she did know that life wasn't all rainbows and comfort. Life is full of pain and sorrow too. She had learned that the hard way. Today seemed like dream day for there were no monsters in sight, because of this, the Girl decided to go for a walk alogside the river edge. As she walked, she saw many different yet beautiful plants. Except she did not pick any, for they were most likely all poisonous. Beauty is pain and pain is beauty. The Girl had no idea how long she'd been walking because there was no time in her Mind.  After a while though, she began making her way back. Then she heard a noise in the water. It sounded like, crying? Sobbing even. She quickly scanned  her eyes across the water, taking in her surroundings. There, she found a beautiful woman crying in the water. While the Girl did not have the ability to form words, she tilted her head at the lady, silently asking if she was okay. The sad woman shook her head slowly, sobs racking her entire body. She slowly stood up and walked towards the edge of the river, holding out her tan hand towards the Girl. Pale meeting tan, the Girl catiously took the older woman's hand thinking she could possibly comfort her. Instead she was led slowly into the water. Even though  she was only pulled a foot or two from shore, the water was above the Girl's waist. She felt like she was shrinking. The woman was infront of her staring into her eyes, suddenly emotionless. It was as if she was never crying. The grip on her hand suddenly tightned. It was bone crushing. The woman dragged the Girl deeper into the river, until they both could not touch. The woman suddenly simled, a smile as big and wicked as the Cheshire Cat's. She then pulled down as hard as she could, forcing the nameless Girl's head under the water and dragged her down, down, down into the deep, dark water. The Girl screamed for help but she couldn't.
      Beep Beep Beep Why was she hearing a heart moniter? Wait! How did she know what a heart moniter was? She couldn't ponder for long though, for the Girl felt the grip on her hand loosen and then go away entirely. The siren woman was swimming away with a smile on her face, knowing the Girl would not live. The Girl felt herself falling through the water, so deep the sun was no longer in sight. Were those tears running down her face, or was it justa current? She did not know why she was so scared. Her pain would be over, her suffering done. Still, she screamed her heart out, whether she could be heard or not. Slowly but surely, her vision started to lace with black. So this was the end. Where were the memories? The light? Her vision was now fully black. The Girl couldn't move, couldn't scream.  All she could remember was the sensation of falling, knowing she would never stop, never hit the ground. Her hearing? Gone. She couldn't even hear her own ears ringing anymore. Wake up...WAKE UP  Where was that voice coming from? YOU CAN DO IT WAKE UP! PLEASE!  Her eyes shot open, and she, Mercedes Katz, woke up.

Entry into the Teen Short Story & Poetry Contest

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