Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-43432691-20191031190839/@comment-44044902-20191210022621

Ari swam in a pool full of her nightmares. Nightmares of her brother when he would inflict on her in front of his friends. Nightmares of how he abused her into doing what he wanted. Nightmares of how she made him jump a cliff when she manifested. It was a scary place, that mind of hers, and Ari could do nothing but watch her childhood memories reenact right before her, over and over again. They were like a tatoo; something carved into her that she would never be able to get rid of, just hide and cover. It was torture all on its own, watching those flashbacks. Vaguely, she heard a voice calling her name, but all she could do was sulk in the grime of her dark mind. Please help, Ari thought, but she knew it would get her nowhere.