"Sydney wake up!" I peel open my eyes and look into the face of my frantic little brother. I slowly get up looking around slowly at my small room not at first realizing I was actually in the closet. On the floor. Fuck. Another episode.
"Are you okay Syd? Should I call mom? Sydney, why are you getting up you need to sit down!" Jerry is terrified now. He knows that whenever I have an episode it means another depressing visit to the neurologist reminding us all of my looming premature death.
"I'm fine Jer, honestly. I don't have a headache this time, and the doctor at the hospital said I should only come in after an episode with a headache," I say grabbing his shoulders and turning him towards the door, " And any way Jerry get ready it's the first day of school yay!" I walk out with him, walking towards my room, him towards the bathroom. Once I walk in and look the door of my bedroom I grab the sides of my head to trying to take the pain away. I sit at the side of my bed, tears in my eyes, and I barely hear my brother getting into the shower.
I look over to my drawer and with one hand and fish in their for an ibuprofen. Instead I pick up the stone. The stone a kid threw my windshield causing my car crash. The car crash that I was brought to the hospital for. The hospital that told me I had a brain tumor and to thank god for that car accident. Thank god or I would have never known.
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