• April 19
    Friday
    Did i really exist? The world tilted and wouldn't right itself.
    A snow globe with swirling white flakes tipping to the side.
    Floating . . . floating . . . floating . . .
    What was right or normal? Was anything real? Or was it
    all just . . . nothing.
    Pain was real. Constant pain.
    I was there. I wasn't. I was nothing at all. Nothing but pain.
    Yet beyond the haze and agony there was a life that was
    mine. I did have a place in the wotld. The world that
    wouldn't stop tilting.
    Pain. so intense.
    Must be alive. To feel such pain, i must be alive.
    No lying to myself anymore.
    "What's your name?" came a small voice. Alyona. "One
    day you will tell me."
    Sweet, singsong, her voice should have made me smile.
    Instead it echoed in my head and I wanted to scream.
    I was gone again.