Teaser...

Noises; all I can hear was a bunch of undefined noises. There were people arguing, fighting, misunderstanding. Not to mention these blurry visions of mine. Inch by inch I was being drawn away, farther and farther from reality. Actually, I don't even remember it by now, and I can't stand it. I can't explain what I'm feeling right now. My brain, it just, doesn't work normally anymore. My doctor said that there was an unknown virus in me. What could it have been? Am I a zombie? No, preposterous. Was I going crazy? Maybe I was, since I've been hanging out with that weird boy. He was very silent, yes. He hardly talks to me. However, I join him, every day. Is he the cause of all these? These changes that is happening to me, physically and mentally, all this time, was it him or is it all in my imagination?

The imagination wherein I'm just only dreaming these stuff and blaming that all of these things that is happening  to me is because of this mysterious boy who was really making my mind go crazy.

That diary, that journal, and all those physical facts I knew about him, was that real? There are so many question in my head; all unanswered. I’d like to wake up now. And now I'm in this mess; this dream of mine. No, much worse. I think this is a nightmare.