I found myself in the attic of the house we used to live in. I was curled up on the floor, my head felt like it was going to explode. I sat up and looked around dazed; how did I get here? It felt like I could hear a crowd of people all talking at once. I looked around but no one was here. What was the last thing I remember?
I remember stopping at the hotel to talk to mom. Brad! Brad was there and pissed again, about something. He hit me again and I was falling over the railing. There was a flash, a lightening strike on the railing and then pain! I felt my body and everything felt okay, except my head. I had a serious headache and those voices, but how did I get here?
I wish I had some aspirin, I remembered the bottle in the medicine cabinet. Suddenly they were just there, dropping into my lap. I stared at them, surprised. What the hell? Then it struck me, the voices of people not here and the bottle of aspirin, just appearing here. Either I am in a comma
and dreaming all this or that lightening did something to me. I thought of all the voices and concentrated on one, suddenly it was like I was listening to her complaining to herself about her husband. I pulled back and thought of an invisible shield around me to stop the voices and they
were gone. I removed it and they were back, interesting.
