The calling of metamorphasis...

I've missed you all.

I looked around wildly. The glare of light causing my eyes to squint like a newborn baby. I felt my body ache everywhere, the pain a soft throbbing as blood dribbled down my lips across my chin

I yearned to spot her. Her beautiful pale figure with the almost transparent skin. The softness of her eyes whenever she took care of the box. I wanted to hear her shy giggles when Morris had spoken to her.

I heard her crying, where was she.

Then I saw her. She was lying in a heap on the ground. Laying a hand on her forehead I realized she was asleep, dry tears lingering upon her cheeks.

She looked sickly yet like a frail rose after a harsh month of winter.

I pushed my body to move robotically trying to make sense of what has happened.

"Scilph" I whispered my voice unnatural and strange sounding. I try shaking her with my number fingers.

"Are you okay? Please don't cry..." I notice the box huddled darker then usual at her feet. Nova was already weaving mad between my legs trying to receive affection.

I need to know what happened...

"Scilph! Please wake up?"

It was my eyes...that was the problem. They were glued shut. As I struggled to wiggle my fingers in order to pry my eyelids open I heard the soft whimpers of a girl in the darkness. My ears strained to listen closely while I tried with no avail to move towards the sound.

Now that I realize it...where am I? Why can I not move?

Panic starts to swell inside my chest as my body seems to be a totally different entity disconnected from my soul.

Crying...crying...

She is crying...

No! No! What is the matter? I must help her.

I felt something sharp ripe through the emptiness I think is located where my mouth is. This stinging pain...I think I bit my tongue.

I grasped that pain with my mental hands and pulled on it making it stronger. I reached out my mental hands and started to draw a picture of myself. With the stroke of my fingers I saw me..
Laying lifelessly somewhere unknown.

Wake up...wake up...WAKE UP!

My eyelids seemed to become unbound, the glue melting from the pain spread like fire across my whole body.

My mouth opened and a hoarse voice shouted with all its might...

"Scilph!"

It was a nightmare, a vivid one. Things brushed against her cheeks and fluttered around in the dark. Suddenly, the scenery changed like seasons. A soft comforting lull of a voice had stirred at her consciousness. Jessica followed the noise tears streaming down her sunken cheeks. The land has gone blank, like an empty sheet of copy paper. She wandered for a while. knowing it was a dream, knowing she was asleep. The song became louder as she walked even closer. She could make it out now, the crisp soft sound of Scilph's voice was not serene at all. She was screaming at herself.

Jessica's eyes widened in horror. "It isn't her fault..." She mumbled. She tried desperately to wake up with no change.

"Please, please, LET ME WAKE UP!"

Jessica again screamed punching herself viciously in the face with all her might. She suddenly knew what she needed to do.

She started running past the empty silk houses and crumpled white sheets. The road a seam on a blanket was shaking as her body started to seize. She saw it now, the dark edge of the world. All her instincts told her don't...don't jump.

But she did. She leaped over the cravas into darkness...

She always ended up in darkness.

Jessica's real eyes flung open , pupils dilated like someone under the influence. "Scilph...." she breathed with difficulty....

"It...it is not your fault..." And she drifted back off a dreamless sleep.

She wandered alone now Nova pressed close to her heels. The darkness swallowed up her small frame, her small nightgown blooming around her like a moon flower. Her eyes are closed and her feet move neurotically. She doesn't know where she is going, she doesn't know what she is doing...

She is sleep walking.

Crickets chirp in the night, singing a song of love and happiness. Jessica passes by the courtyard, the ground exploding with new life of plants and flowers. Nearby trees grow in alarmingly fast rates. The stillness of the air is interrupted with quick unnatural bursts of wind that trap her long curls inside them.

She wanders the railroad now, bare feet stepping carelessly unto the sharp jagged rocks that burn with electricity. Her eyes move back and forth under her eyelids, rapid eye movement sucking her into a dream.

This is not a dream however, it is a nightmare...
Her heartbeat starts to quicken as she slowly walks and a moan escapes her lips. Nova is gone now, looking for someone to assist him in waking Jessica...

@Tomas is unaware of the girl treading his territory. Nova sniffing him out finds his whereabouts. The cat meows frantically the wind growing stronger dulling out the sound. Jessica alone now is screaming, voice lost in the wind...

"Hee---lp..."
She chokes....and collapses to the floor.

*whispers to herself* I have been forgotten....

-The room is covered in old articles and torn newspaper clippings. A dark aura of solemn sadness is orbiting around the young girl buried deep under covers. She cries weakly, softly, whimpering as the sky turns light and dark again and again and again in a repetitive cycle. She looks up, eyes twinkling from tears, dark bags etched along her once youthful face...-

"No one has called..."
"No one has asked if I am okay..."
"No one even remembers I am the one who started it all..."

-She keeps her eyes shut as when they were open it was all the same. Nova meows warily from the other room, scratching at the door asking politely to enter....Jessica is unable to move. She is so broken...And her brain is fried. Her hand trembles unable to sketch a single kitten...Her ribs putrid from her chest...food needed to fill them but she is unable to eat...She looks like a fallen angel, alone, hurt...-

"No one cares..." she coos to herself wrapping her slender arms around herself shivering in the darkness.

She wonders why she cares about everyone...but when she does not speak for a while no one asks if she is all right...

"Perhaps Psyhigh is not right for me..." She mumbles sadly to herself pressing her nails into her arm. "Perhaps there is no where I will belong, or be wanted..."

Ahh! My body is so sore. *groans like a zombie*. I just feel so deathly, haha. *coughs* NOPE I AM NOT GOING TO LET MYSELF GET SICK...

Well, Today is splendid. I am enjoying the weekend quite nicely. I woke up after a strange dream though...

You see, I was in a large white room with mirrors on all the walls, ceilings, and floors. I stood in the center, my reflection staring cautiously back at me. My long brown curly hair was in a braid that reached my hips. My body used to running, a now translucent form showed my veins much more then usual. (usually people find it strange, but my veins are apparent and purple under my skin). My green eye was strongly dilated while my blue one's pupil was expanded until my eye looked black. I had reached out my scarred up arms to touch my reflection when I suddenly saw him. I'm not sure what he was doing...but he was drawing a line all over the white walls with no particular vision in mind. He was different here though...his skin was a pale blue, almost like fog. He looked up at me and smiled and suddenly threw a feather pen at me. It had stabbed me and I woke up in a cold sweat.

*pant pant* Geez...

Anyways, I have the same feather pen inside my hand. It is a galactic colored one. The strands are individually dyed and beautiful. I am going to try it out...

Um...hey! @lazzeretto You did amazing! I would love to be friends with you too if you wouldn't mind. I thought you were perfect because you are graceful and lovely as a spider weaves web. Maybe we can meet up....of course if you're not busy. Also, your English is just fine. You will get better at it soon. Where are you from again? Also what is your favorite color? Hope to see you soon!

@Atlantica or Pacifica
I really wish you told me about my quill stabbing you. I AM SO SORRY ABOUT YOUR BRUISE AND THE PAIN. I will try to ask my Spells teacher to let me borrow a bruise potion to rid of it. Also, you were beautiful. I appreciate your coming to the dance. And ..*taps the wall* THANK YOU FOR NOT PUNCHING ME! I am so sure that you will be a wonderful person to get to know. Perhaps you can do an introduction. ALSO HI ATLANTICA! HOPE YOU ARE ENJOYING THE RIDE! ;) Um Pacifica, I want to be your friend. Yes you have two people inside you, but I will treat you as an individual. I promise. That is what a true friend does.

@Scilph HEY! IT IS GOOD YOU ARE GETTING SLEEP! Also, it was all about you...I PROMISE! That is why I asked the headmaster to make the ghost plant under your name in the garden. The flower is beautiful and shimmery just like you! Its petals are silver and dainty like your hair...while its stem is run with violet. It reminds me of you...and it lives for millenniums before dropping a seed! How are you feeling by the way? And what is your favorite thing about yourself?

@Morris Well well...well...What do we have here?

Welcome to Psyhigh again. *narrows eyes* I am watching you..*points at my eyes and then at you*...

After you are sober we need to have a little talk...ASAP!


With wonder,
Jessica Moon

PS. Not all those who wander are lost.

PPS. (plus plus sentence) : Nova wants to just say Meow. (Hi in cat) ^~^ (He wrote it in paw prints all over my ceiling) (ugh, curses of having a cute lovable galactic cat

DEAR PLACETOPUTMYTHOUGHTS,

*Breaths in deeply* Um greetings. I kinda didn't want to talk to you today considering my circumstances. You see, today was very busy and lot of fun. After I danced without slipping, and the party went on beautifully I discovered a few things. That can wait for later though...

First off...everyone danced just beetastic! It was as sweet as honey! I went up there and saw all the glowing pretty lights that were derived from the school ground lantern fireflies and the glimmering turn of the wind passing through. When I first saw the insects getting to work I was astounded! It was so intricate the way they moved, the cocoon becoming alive.

I want to say my part doing the waggle was mind opening! I felt one with nature. I felt so high on the breath of life that I could burst with pureness. The way my body moved on its own. It was like I didn't even need to practice! This is definitely one of my most favorite experiences at Psyhigh! Also, I give a great huge thumbs up to the clubs! They did a wonderful job decorating the place.

The bees are going to flourish this year! Especially with the coffee. I think it will be even better then before!

Ah, anyways...*sighs in happiness*....wait...what was I talking about again? Umm....*jumps up!* OH!

So guess what happened...*voice lowers* I saw someone today...

He was in the crowd of people after the waggle dance ceremony was almost done. I was walking around shyly greeting people and celebrating in Scilph's honor when I saw him. His kind brown eyes were unmistakable! If you have been keeping up with my writing you would know where I am getting at.

His eyes were vivid, glowing among the fireflies. He wore a white t-shirt with plain jeans yet he stood out so much. You want to know what the weird part was?

*whispers* He was looking directly at me...

I had felt Nova stir in my pocket from one of his very long cat slumbers. (he can change forms, it is very strange but adorable). He had peeped his head out meowing softly. The weird thing about this is Nova never EVER wakes up at 9:45! He sleeps until dawn every other night...the other other nights he stays up...(it's complicated).

But while I was distracted by Nova, I looked up searching for those lovely eyes once more with no use. He was gone. I asked everyone, even the girl who can speak cow...but no one knew who he was.

I'm not sure if he is a student, but he is the boy from my photographs. Last night when Nova had fell into the water...he wasn't doing it playfully...someone threw him in there.

*FLAILS ARMS AROUND LIKE A FISH* ANNNYWAYS, on a happy note...I love Psyhigh!

With descending slumber,
Jessica Moon

FRIEND LIST (In order of who I met first)
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*My crimson feather
*The darkness
*Nemo
*Nova
*Scilph
*Atlantica
*Possibly Pacifica...*shrug* (I see her as one)...Hope so...hehe.

I adore you all! *hugs*
^~^

I am more aware of the serene connections between the plants. They run in unison. Their veins flow with a life force so strong it cannot be broken. Colors are indescribably here. *scribbles hastily with a violet tinged feather*. I also noticed that when one plant dies, its essence is drained back into this connection and it reopens in another form. They are like one being. One beautiful creation...i wonder how we are all connected...Perhaps in our souls? Or maybe in our words? I may have to study others auras more.

Hey! @Scliph things were a bit crazy but I will write about them later! You called me your close friend? Dawwww...*uncontrollable smiles* thank you. You are also a very close friend to me. I prefer to call you a soul buddy though...cause I see our soul bond becoming stronger. I bet you will do amazing at the dance. Just try your best. It is all about interpretation anyways...put your heart in it and let it lose and just waggle!

Also hello Morris. It is finally grand to meet you. Please watch your cat though, try to teach her manners. Morris also do me a favor...*leans in close and whispers* -please don't hurt Scliph...or else you will face many more deaths- *trying to be threatening but looks like a kitten hissing*

Hello! Also Pacifica. It is so grand to meet you. Your sister Atlantica had told me a bit about you. *randomly hugs* um....*gets embarrassed* I am sorry...Please give Psyhigh a chance. I would love it if you could come to the dance without regret. And your hair is perfect, suits those trees right for saying mean things! They are just jealous...especially since only buds grow on their branches. I already love your sister as a friend, and I would love you as one also. I don't mind that you have a sort of reluctance to be social, but maybe you can open up too. People will accept you here hun, please again give us a chance.


I hope to see you both there and of course Morris. I hope your all ready, lets waggle this place up!