Melaney was starting to worry, but she didn't enjoy even the thought of being in the woods alone, because of the sever paranoia she could get. She knew if she went into the woods, and heard the wind rustle the leaves, she would have a panic attack. Well... she could have a panic attack for alot of reasons, a creek in the floor board, seeing a shadow move, complete darkness, and the list just goes on and on. If she was with someone, though, she would put on a brave face. Her paranoia also ment, it was very hard for her to trust anyone, like if someone whispered in front of her, she would atomatically think it was something bad about her. She decided, after a bit longer, she would atleast try to follow them. She grabbed a couple extra knifes she had in her bag, and went into the woods. She thought, for sure, that she saw that shadow move, and only that one tree rustle, and she started to freak out. They're after me, I swear they are! She thought and started tearing up. After a bit longer, she fell on her knees, and she just curled up in the fetal position and began bawling, crying out "Go away!" over and over. (Sorry it's so long, but it's not easy describing how someone with paranoia would act, and when their paranoia would act up... Also, sorry for not being on in so long... but I have my reasons)
I love making friends. I usually prefer to make them out of plaster and give them funny looking hats.
I love making friends. I usually prefer to make them out of plaster and give them funny looking hats.
Melaney put one another fake smile. Not helping, she thought, "who knows what could happen in the dark." Yeah, because that makes me want to go with you. "Sure, I'll go with you," Melaney said, despite the desperate need she felt to just curl up in a ball until the morning. She began walking into the woods, then stopped and looked behind her. "Where exactly did you forget your bag?"