36 #The Real Me

I don’t know when or how I fell asleep in such terrible circumstances, but I did.

I guess the rain stopped long before. I can no longer feel the droplets falling on my body or my face, but my head is hurting so badly that I can’t even make myself open my eyes. When I woke up, the reality of my situation hit me like a ton of bricks. And wait, when the ground beneath my body becomes so soft and smooth, it feels like a bed.

I struggle to remember how I ended up in this unfamiliar place. I cracked my eyes at the sudden realization, finding myself in someplace I had never been before. I moved my eyes, scanning the surroundings of the place. I was with white walls, twin beds, lots of books, a desk, and a cupboard. As I took in my surroundings, a sense of confusion washed over me. How did I end up in this room filled with unfamiliar objects? The white walls and abundance of books gave off an air of intellectualism, but they still didn't provide any clues as to how I got here.

Nothing very