“I’m running, running, through this place, but where am I? I’m underground. No, I’m in a maze. Help, I need help, I can’t find my way out! Can anybody even hear me, is anybody else in here? I’m all alone in this maze and I can’t see the exit. I’ll be able to find my way out eventually, I hope. How did I even get here, I can’t remember anything anymore? Am I still myself?” It all runs through my head as I keep running.

All I see is darkness. Everyone always says there is light at the end of the tunnel. Where is that light, is there even an end? I stop running for a second, there are now tears dripping from my face. The tears drip off of my numb cheeks, and then they are gone. I look down to see where they went, but there is nothing even there. I can’t even see my feet, I feel as if I’m walking on black clouds. It catches me by surprise, so I go to lean against the wall, but something isn’t right. The walls are closer together than the last time I felt them. The walls are closing in!! “HELP!!” I keep crying, but nobody is there.

I return to the idea that if I keep running, I will somehow find my way out, but the walls keep getting closer. Then, I run into something, so I try to turn the corner, but there is another wall there. It’s a dead end. I continue to cry and panic. I can’t go back, the walls are no longer wide enough for me to walk through them. I keep yelling and yelling, but nobody is here for me this time, nobody can even hear me. I think I’m dreaming, but I’m not. I can’t think of anything to do next.

I sit down and stay there, continuing to whimper, like an injured dog. Finally, I stand up, after sitting there for what seems like weeks, but was probably only days. Doesn’t my family miss me? Haven’t my friends noticed that I’m gone? Just thinking about it makes me want to cry, but I can’t cry anymore because there are no more tears to cry. Does nobody notice my absence? Am I actually gone, or do I just feel like everything is building up?

A light, a light at the other end of the maze, but I can’t tell if it is the way out. To get there I will have to fight, have to be clever. A lay on my side on the ground and army crawl on my side. I have feeling again! Never before have I been excited to feel pain! I’m being squeezed in between the two walls and the gap keeps getting smaller and smaller. I’m so close, and just as it seems I can’t bare the pain anymore, I stop. I open my eyes to get away from all of it, I just want everything to be over with. I go to that place when I feel lonely because I always need to remember that people love me. And just like that I leave my lonely place.