Life Exchange #1.4
It didn't really bug me that I was going to my therapist 30 minutes earlier. But, what really drew the line was my mum and sister both using me as their double-bed pillow. They weren't even sleeping, and I could tell by their little giggles. Nonetheless, I enjoyed the feeling of having a family…MUM
The Car Crashed. I felt every bit of it. The glass slashed a part of my forehead, and my family disappeared into nothingness.
It was written in a purple font, but almost 95% of the words were missing. I managed to decipher only one word–run.
I felt intense sharp pain everywhere on my body, contracting my limbs, and crushing what was left of my heart.
I tried opening the door, but to no surprise, it did not even budge. I started panicking looking for an answer. How could I possibly run in this tight place? The walls kept getting closer and closer to me, till I had my final grasp-
"MUM," Everyone looked weird at me, but this time I actually saw a ghost.
"Merit? Are you okay?" my mum said, startled, scanning my expression weirdly like I just woke up from a parallel world. Who knows? Maybe I really did.
I was sure that I saw something this time, and it went longer than the previous one. More soul crushing at it, too.
I proceeded to stay cold, unable to utter a single word the whole car ride, which made my mum more suspicious of me. Or to be precise, of what is wrong with me.
We arrived at the therapist. I refused to acknowledge that something was wrong with me. I quickly thought of going to the toilet, classic move. I took a toilet break, and then jumped from the small window gap. I almost flashed the colour of my underwear, but grabbed it on time. Precision, my friends–It's an art of form. I then landed on a piece of poo. Great, there goes my ego again.
I started running as far as I could. I managed to bypass several places that I thought I had never seen before, but it felt familiar. A lost memory that held a place in my heart. But, it doesn't seem like only my heart. It grasped the attention of many citizens, crowding those places to its fullest. It then hit me. It was not a place in my heart, It was a black hole deep down my arteries. I then recognized the place, it was the least populated town in the city. All of these humans were only a part of my own imagination.
Everywhere I looked–something was changing in progress.
I saw the clouds turning black, the sun turning pale white, and the weather drastically changing. It was a weird scent. It stung so badly, I dropped down to the ground, grasping air with the little energy I had left stored in me. My eyes slowly started shutting, tearing the last bit of water I had in my system.
I felt a soft surface breaking all the weird changes to my body…I am at home, again.