Let's start right where we left off last week.
My other self was a bit
scared. I took a wooden bucket and filled it wait water and walked
back to her place. Her mother was mad and I couldn't stop thinking
that it was my fault. so I made an excuse and placed the potatoes she
had pilled herself in the bucket and picked up her knife and did some
more pilling myself. That seemed to satisfy her. Still I would have
loved to communicate with my other self. With all the alien feelings
coming toward me from them recently I was feeling more and more
empathic toward them. I wasn't just jumping in their body to solve
their problems anymore, I wanted to know them just like I wanted to
know myself.
When I emerged from my
black out, Amy wasn't in the room. I found it strange because she had
been watching over me the all time the previous evening. And all her
stuff was still here. I waited a bit before opening the door to go
look for her.
"Why did you have to
call them?"
She was yelling and Alex
yelled back.
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