RUBY'S POV
"Ruby!"
I instant jumped up, startled back to reality.
"Where has your mind been lately?" Mother asked me.
I could feel her eyes scrutinising over me.
I itched my hair and yawned. "I'm sorry. I'm just tired."
She was holding a bunch of herbs in her arm before she resumed chopping. "Hand me the wooden spoon next to you."
I rubbed my eyes and did as she had requested.
She received it and I turned back to looking down at the table.
I considered telling her what had happened.
My mind flashed back to the hallucinations I had had.
Drowning, feeling like I was about to die, the strange immense feeling of power.
I shivered.
What was going on with me.
"Mother what's wrong with me?" I blurted out without thinking.
Mother paused from what she was doing and slowly turned to look at me.
She genuinely seemed horrified that I had used such a word.
"Wrong with you?" She asked startled. "Www.. wh… honey, why would you think anything is wrong with you."
