Inroduction
All my life I have always felt out of place, it’s not like I have any disabilities or anything, but I just don’t feel like I’m living my life, I don’t know if it’s normal or not but I feel like I’m stuck in someone else’s body and there’s no escaping, almost like I’m looking through someone else’s eyes.
It was on a Monday morning when my father came into my room to wake me, I was never sure why parents thought they could wake their children up at such absurd hours of the morning, it’s like they on purposely torture us just to watch us suffer, almost like they enjoy it.
As he pulled back the large red curtain in the old dank room he looked over at me knowing I was awake, “you know back in my day, we got up at the same time the sun did,” he said as I groaned and turned over as the bright sun glared into my bedroom, it’s not like it’s my fault I don’t sleep, just like its not my fault the nightmares are always playing in my head, screaming and crying to be free out of the cage that is my body, or at least I think it’s my body...
