Invasion of the Mind

He came into my room abruptly. He grabbed my paper and pen, and looked at me questionably.

"How dare you barge into my private quarters, invading my thoughts. I looked up from the empty space whence my items of solitude were stolen. I looked into the face of my attacker delirious with rage and invincible spirit.

"I will take these," he said simply turning on his heels to depart as if he had won.
"Cocky!" aren't we I replied clenching my teeth.
"Get some sleep." he whispered over his shoulder disregarding the sheer warning of explosion. Without warning I leaped onto his back, scratching the meat from his bone.

Angrily, he flung me from my clawing and slung me onto the bed. I would stand and face my attacker. I threw my legs and arms into a windmill of terror beating him about the head and shoulders. I hit him hard in the face, yelling obsenitys and foul slurs.

"You have raped me for the last time. you can't keep me from my most precious love. The words on these pages may creep during the night; and murder you while you sleep. I'm not afraid of you. I have overcome the troubles of my heart. You may not be so lucky."

"I command my words to slay you where you stand. No more will you deface me. Spew my hidden thoughts to the public, and force me to counsel. I will prey on your soul with my vudo pen, writing your sins on your face for the world to see."

"You are just as I, human with odd feelings. Some of which I may regret, but shall not repress. Your are the one in which should seek the comfy whites of a cell and a cot for living a lie. You live in the dark, hosting many closets as I don't waste time with frivilous things."

"Speaking the thoughts of my mind may not always be appropriate, but my pen and pad will tell it all. TICKING NOW..., You have opened the doors to my wrath, slithering invading the pages of my diary, stealing my secrets."

I lowered my eyes and pointed at him with conviction and authority, "I say to you once and only once. This I say. I will spare you, and forget this moment of ignorance you so displayed; but never again will you be allowed to leave these enclosed walls without the damnation of your soul, becoming a vivid reality.

The Bomb in my hands is ticking. You may find that I have past it onto you, and it has crept into your bed.