Close your eyes and enter your mind, what is in the human mind you might ask, all of the stuff you love, puppies and family and friends, or is it flowing with great ideas for life, love, writing, art; you never really know until you’ve been there. As you begin your trip into your mind just know that once you know how to get in, it’s hard to stay out.

After a long mental journey, you approach a single door that says ‘your mind, your thoughts, your brain, your soul. With a mix of emotions to finally get there, unsure whether or not to open the door, something compels you to go forward. You open the door, horrified. What you see is tiny people in your brain fighting over ideas, going to war with yourself. You want to stop the chaos but you can’t without getting involved. You look around trying desperately to find something besides fighting, and you find it. In a tiny chest, locked up has the writing, love, life, ideas, and fun. You think ‘is this all I have, a tiny chest surrounded by the chaos?’ You run out and slam the door shut. However you look behind you, back at the door, desperate to know if the fighting has stoped, if the chest got bigger, you open the door again. And notice that the war has gotten bigger, and the chest has gotten smaller you run out again and repeat the process until the war has taken over your entire brain and the chest has disappeared. You turn behind to escape and the door slams shut. You run to try and open it, but it’s locked, and you have a feeling that the key was in the chest. Devastated, you’re locked in the never ending war, no way out.

ring ring ring my phone was ringing at three a.m. in the morning. I answered the phone, all it said was “Your mother was shot and I freeze did it come to this house - 183 Fort drive - at 11:00 pm tomorrow and I will explain everything.” And then it hung up. All I felt was sadness, I was holding back my tears, but I was mostly mad and as a single tear rolled down my face I knew what I had to do. My name is Marie and I love revenge, and I will do anything when it comes to avenging the people I love most.

After the call, I couldn’t get back to sleep all of the sudden my alarm went off, but there was no way in hell that I was going to work today, or ever. It was 7:00 am, I had exactly 4 hours until I had to be at the killers house. So I got out of bed and did what I did best. I could call the cops but that’s no how I roll, I go eye for an eye style. My bag was packed and I was in the car l, it was now 10:59 am as I pulled up to the house so I put on some gloves on, and grabbed one, special thing out of my bag and knocked on the door with that ‘thing’ hidden behind my back when she opened the door I pulled a shotgun from behind my back and shot her. Once I did, I looked down and saw the deceased face of my… my, my BEST FRIEND! I stood still, not able to move a muscle. All of the noise just drains out of my ears and it was silent. My heart began to sink. I suddenly had a bunch of emotions, guilt for killing my bestie, sadness from having two people I love dead within a week, and anger, why would she kill my mom?

All of the sudden I heard sirens, I looked behind me and saw a police car and I knew that I had blew it. The police hopped out and instantly cuffed me. Dragging me to the car, I pleaded that she killed my mom first. They didn’t listen. We pulled up at a Jail. A few weeks later I was brought to court and the verdict was guilty. My punishment, I will never be released. So I gave myself a sarcastic pat on the back, (when my handcuffs were off) and said, “good job Marie, you really did it this time.”