I AmWho was I as a person? What was I like? I didn't remember anything. Where I lived, who I lived with, or if I even had a dog. Everything was just gone.More Like This
I opened my eyes and I saw glass pieces falling. They fell up, they fell down, they fell every direction, cutting into me ruthlessly. I was the glass, I was the victim, I was everything and anything here.
Reaching out, I caught a glass shard, squeezing until red invaded the white sterile background. It was beautiful watching the crimson drip and color the area. It was like painting. I looked at the glass shard, inspecting it. It was just nonreflective piece of worthless glass. Great.
As I held it though, something began to change. Instead of falling, I was soaring. Instead of soaring, I was walking. It changed multiple times per second, mixing up my world quite nicely. Then, it happened. A face. The person was screaming, eyes wide and mouth wide open. Then, it hit me. That was me. I saw myself screaming before I felt like something was t