Weird things are happening in there, the lack of sleep and perhaps the medicine I’m taking for the migraines, or who knows…
I see things when they are not there and hear sounds…
I know they are not real but they still startle me, I can’t sleep at night because of the rushing of voices lots of murmuring voices…
Last night as we went out of the theatre I saw a man standing there by the door, it was clearly a person to me but when I tried to study him as I do to most people I see puff it vanished and I screamed, my sisters looked at me like a weird bug. I laughed they laughed…but I was still scared all the way home.