Shadows Of Deceit; A Reflection of Me!

'I slept in the other room, woke up and went out ',

That was the normal thing I could recall from that day; the remaining were like a dream; probably I was existing in another world. I was numb, I couldn’t hear anything else being said, and I couldn’t feel anything. Why should this happen to me?

I was in the corner of a dark room, crying, hoping this was some kind of dream so I could come out of it. But for the past hours I have sat there, this dream doesn’t want to come to an end. I truly believed it was a dream, probably a very long one. I slept with my eyes open, hoping a miracle could happen. I sat still for hours, calling unto Christ from the voice within, 'cause I have lost my voice without speaking. Or maybe I have lost all six senses. I couldn’t feel anything until I felt something move past me—a rat. I shivered. With this, I was brought back to life. But a rat in this house? Was it really a rat? or am I just imagining?

I began to wonder what the hell was going on when I felt a sharp pain in my head. It made me want to cry out the pain, but I couldn’t.

I was there when a ray of light passed through the room, and I saw something.

What could that be?

I crawled closer and closer to the bed and started touching the edge of the bed for guidance as I touched something strange. I jerked a bit but continued touching and gradually felt like a body.

What?

I was shocked and fell hard on the floor.

My goodness, who is this?.

I started searching for light on my phone. I looked around the room, but I couldn’t find. At this time, I started becoming agitated and scared and started biting myself, pulling my hair, and crying.

What’s wrong with me?

A few minutes of insanity passed. I calmed down, looked up, and saw something that looked like my phone. I crawled to get it. It was in front of the toilet door.

‘ How did it get there ?’

Immediately, I checked for the flashlight, put it on, found my way to the bed, and pointed it at the face..

!!!

Silence
After a little pause of shock and I screamed the hell out. I started crying. I thought I did lose my voice but I really lost it afterwards. I shifted back from the bed to the wall.
Breathing heavily, I began to shake my head,

'no no, this can’t be true, this can’t true’,

‘how did this happen’? When, why? I need an explanation!.

With no voice, I yelled out again. I started panicking, started shaking, started biting and hiting my head against the wall. I went to check again, perhaps I was hallucinating, it was him, it was him..

Elvis!!!
My Boyfriend !!!

I checked if he was still breathing; I could feel no beat. I started shaking and tapping him.

‘ Please, wake up!!’

I felt his face, gave him several kisses, and asked if he could smile a little back at me, giving me the assurance I needed. The one I craved for..

'Please don’t do this to me, don’t.. don’t.. don’t… leave me alone in this world. It’s only you I have.' I cried.

The night wasn’t going to end soon, and I wept my eyes out that no tears could come out again. If it were possible to cry out blood, I’d have more than a gallon. I started feeling all kinds of pain in my body.

Ouch!

I couldn’t explain where the pain was coming from. I started seeing blood on my body, from my hands to my legs,

‘where are these coming from?

Then I saw blades beside me. At the sight of them, I started crying again and didn’t realize it when I dozed off.

I was brought back to life by the attention the morning sun gave the room. I sluggishly stood up in the bathroom and aggressively washed my body. As I was washing it, I was crying. I fell on the floor of the bathroom, hoping I could have just slumped and died, but no, a greater reward awaits me.

I was done. I looked in the mirror and saw the real me.

My Reflection.

Smiling sarcastically, I dressed up elegantly as if I had an occasion to attend, as I pecked him my last good-bye and graced my presence to the occasion as I await(ed) my judgement at the police station.