the taste of puke in mouth is making me nauseated. the thunders seems to not only be terrifying me. i carefully move the curtains to the left in order to be able to see through my room's windows. its raining. its chaos. people are running outside. i close my eyes. i hear the screaming. its the lady next door grabbing on to the light pole. what is she doing? this is a storm. it strikes one more time. her screams are even louder. i exhale slowly to calm myself. i move towards the other side of the room. the pale green walls give me some kind of warmth but im still very aware. what do i do? i gasp to myself. what is this?

i returned.

i havent puked. there is no lighting. the screams are only in my head. ms. poly is in her garden watering her daisies. its a bright day outside and the serene breeze is nothing but calming. i lay back. im scared of what will happen if i dare to close my eyes again.