Welcome back to a new part of Parallel Slip, where we follow the adventures of Frederique through her slip in different parallel universes.
Let's start right where we left off last week.
I wanted to talk and
comfort my other self. Her life was one miserable stressful nightmare
and I totally saw now why seeing her mother had caused her a panic
attack. I placed the notebook carefully back in her bag. They were
different than mine but somehow, she had been recording her pain in
the same way I had. There was also a book on genetic in there and her
university schedule. It was not too hard to figure out what his
version of me wanted to be. We both had been totally influenced by
our surrounding and especially by our mother. If my mother hadn't
been taking me to the hospital all the time. If she had played it
cool, maybe I wouldn't have been so obsessed with figuring out my
travels and a way to escape her. If this Frederique's mother hadn't
been putting her obsession on her maybe she wouldn't be trying to be
a psychologist with a genetic minor. This was crazy. Everything I did
had something to do with my parents, just like it was for this
Frederique with a high level of madness, just like it was for the
Michelle version of me on the spaceship, looking for her dad, just
like it was the case for Amy. It was as if they had a power to
program us, to get some reactions from us and generally in a bad way
for them. We were all fighting against it.
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