Meltdown

**Prologue**

Could you imagine being happy for just one brief moment without any suffering or grief in your heart, that you may feel as if you’re in paradise?

**October 17, 2007, Oklahoma City**

I’m lying on the grass, golden leaves surrounding me from all fronts, getting up I see mom sitting right next to me and smiling at me with her deep lime eyes. That’s how my story begins - with this plain memory of happiness.

I am Jordynn Lewiston, 17 years old, just a couple of months left until my 18th birthday. I live in United States, particularly in Oklahoma City, state Oklahoma, and studying at a local high school. Single car accident is the source of my suffering. My mother’s death. Only a year and a half ago, my beautiful mother had been alive. She was kind, endlessly caring person, and so loved by my family. So, my life was interrupted by a car accident, even though I now realize I was going to lose her anyway. Those sullen faced men in white coats… I can still see their lips moving, but one word reached my ears. Cancer.

A few hours after the accident, I’m waking up in the hospital, needles in my veins; as I try to look around I feel a slight aching in my hands, so I flinch a bit before getting into a sitting position.

Night in the hospital seems devastating to me: having a pounding headache while trying to articulate all of my thoughts, seeking clarity while having obscured blurry vision. In the room, I can barely make out some details of the room, sparse furniture and a tainted glass panel of tarnished yellow and frosty white. I hear a rattling sound, it is a doorknob… then, all of a sudden it stops. In that exact moment I sense a completeness… a serenity begins to calm my heart that is thumping in my chest. Just for a moment in time, the pain subsides and I find I cannot focus on anything, I cannot even focus on my surroundings. I close my eyes and attempt to drift off and as the calm wraps around me, like a warm blanket, I find peace from the agony of my broken heart.

**I happen to see absolute darkness, wherein some noises are followed after a few seconds of complete serenity; sounds that I can barely perceive. Noises are so indistinguishable, hence I’m trying with a substantial effort to discern those obscure and incomprehensible sounds. As time passes, I wonder whether am I in oblivion or somewhere else. Where am I? I ask myself this question, but now it sounds kind of weird because I stand in the middle of nowhere — in absolute darkness, hearing some strange noises. Can somebody hear me? Hey? ‘Hey, come and play with me.’ I hear a female voice I cannot recognize. Who is that? ’Behold, I will corrupt thy seed, and spread dung upon thine faces, even the dung of thy solemn feasts; and one shall take thee away with it.′ the voice responds. Who are you? ‘Come and play hide and seek.’ the voice blurts out. What will happen if I won’t play? ’Well, you’ll end up like Osiris — split into fourteen pieces’ the voice threatens. While looking around this darkness, I notice that something has changed: there are no other sounds except the humming of this female voice and additional transparency in dark colors, so it looks vaguely gray. Suddenly, I’m back in my body, and my eyes flutter open. Unfortunately, I am still in hospital, but I see my father snoring in chair.**

‘Dad?’ I croak. He awakes at once, and rushes to my bedside. How odd, I muse to myself, how his hair is brown today, for his hair is a rich auburn color. “Hey, sweetie! How are you doing?” he asks with a melancholic facial expression. ‘I’m okay but got a dire headache, guess got a concussion or some sort.’ “Well, that should go away soon.” he perceptibly examines my body, not touching, but visually scanning. ‘Where’s mom?’ “I’m sorry, Jordynn, but your mom, she didn’t make it.” he kneels on my bed, and whispers, “I’m here! I ain’t going anywhere!” in a brittle voice. He didn’t have to explain anything. I understood this after the words “...she didn’t make it.” Grave silence came.

**My dad’s name is Jeff, and he works as a detective at the local police station. He’s all devoted to his job that sometimes, he forgets about me and my existence, even though he’s a great dad in the whole wide world. Mom’s name was Madison. My full name is Jordynn Caroline Madison Lewiston. My mom was gorgeous as Aphrodite herself. She had light blond, almost golden hair with a few auburn tones. I have the same hair, though I have my father’s deep blue eyes when my mother had green ones. I was living with my grandma Sillisia for the past few months after the accident, but now I’m living alone on my own in an apartment, which dad bought for me after selling our poor old house. My grandma is a really kind and proudly determined woman. I wish I could be as confident as she is. Dad also bought me a new Subaru car on my sweet 16th birthday on the day of my birthday was a horrifying accident. “Sweetie, I have to go! I’m sorry!” he apologizes and takes off, meanwhile I suffocate from him relinquishing me. Yeah, he just promised he would never leave and the he does. Why? What happens? Where did he need to go all of a sudden?**