Time/Place: Monday, Gina's House
Ananda sat on the bed, facing the window. To say she stared out the window would be inacurate; she wasn't looking at anything, inside or out. Her sights had turned inward, but her eyes were open. She didn't think. Thinking required her to remember. Her mind couldn't handle anything so complex right now. It had been two days since she found out that everything she knew was a lie: her religion, her family, her past...it was all false. She wasn't even sure she knew who she was anymore. Bombarded with so many devastating revelations at once, her mind had withdrawn in self-defense, refusing to process anything much more. So she sat, facing the window.
Monday, January 5, 2009