Haley

It's happening again. I'm drowning in it.

I can't see what's two-feet ahead of me because everything's shrouded in fog. It's pitch-black and I didn't bring a torch. I feel myself slipping back. Back into her.

Back into the scared little girl that was robbed by the world.

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It was well over a week before Kate saw Haley again, but when she did it wasn't Haley, or one of the alter egos she was familiar with. It was someone new.

"Jane," the mousy haired, sensible-shoed, cardigan-wearing girl answered when Kate asked. Her freckled face stoic and down-trodden. Who was this imposter?

"I'm Jane." The timid girl repeated like a reflex, her spectacles obscuring her face.

Kate soon learnt Jane doesn't like to talk much. She didn't do much of anything really. Except knit.

Kate wasn't sure what she was knitting, but it looked as if she had started it long before yesterday, which meant Jane was another new personality that she hadn't known about for a long, woolly while. It kind of looked like a scarf, but it was too long like where they should've stopped they kept going. She just kept adding stitches to it all lunch, and acting quiet and withdrawn all day. Kate suspected this drastic change had something to do with what happened Thursday night.

Most of Haley's alter egos -at least the ones she was privy too- were fun and bubbly, or interesting for Haley to play with. This personality was drab and dull. She didn't put on a show like the others. She just was.

[A/N] The parts were supposed to be split up but I'm trying to get this story done within the week. Man, it takes forever. Anyways comment, vote, you know what to do.