I woke up and couldn’t move, yet I can see the living room. I thought I was having one of those episodes where you wake up but you’re still in a dream. Haunting figures crept on me, but they weren’t horrifying because I realized they were my family. My mother, the natural caregiver that she is fed me and smiled. My father kissed her cheek and said he will be gone for a while. Off to work he and she goes without wondering where I as a person ran off too. Should I panic? Not really. I could have woken up as a roach.
The Day I turned into a Plant
