After Leia's return from the hospital, things started to get worse.

My family decided to hate her for a reason I couldn't figure out. They called her a skank. We spent our days living in our little room, my grandmother and my teenage cousin Shannon were our only two allies.

We got interviews at Sear's or something like that, and on the way her truck threw a rod and died. We pushed it into a gas station, and I went in to ask the people for help. They refused to let me...

Some of you may have noticed, though I doubt it, that I was missing from AN for some time during 2009 till around late 2010. I think I still posted some but I was scarce here.

I don't tell many people my story. I don't want their sympathy. I don't want to hear them tell me how horrible they feel for me. I don't want to hear them try and comfort me, and tell me how sorry they are.

The truth is they weren't there. They wouldn't understand. Suffering is something that...

On an otherwise unremarkable night I feel asleep. The dream began on the top of a large cathedral. The sky was rhythmic and murky, dark with ruddy streaks throughout.

There, standing on the very tip of a stone protrusion that might have otherwise held a gargoyle, was the green eyed lady, her form at a profile view from my eyes. She teetered on the edge at an impossible angle, and yet kept her balance.

I approached her, the wind battering my body.

"Who...

The woman I see, the woman I've come to know as the green eyed lady, has dashed through my dreams for years, leaving me messages and signs to guide me as I stumble through this life.

It began one summer evening a few years back.

I went to bed, normal as usual, but this night I fell into a very strange sleep.

In the dream, I wandered out of my apartment...