I am in a war with my own body as I try to get it to move. All my life I have had to fight to hold on to who I am and as long as there is breath in my body I will not let someone dictate my path for me. The burning sensation from whatever I was stuck with has all but disappeared but with it went everything else but my vision. However, the vision I have is just it. Its like the black concoction was able to stop even the smallest of muscle movements.

Inside I panic as I am dragged across the floor. I stare openly...