Secrets In Time

Chapter 1

I woke up today still unsure of my life, of me. I haven't really had too much time to think everything through, but I know something's not in place. It all started to unmask itself to me when I turned thirteen. Ever since my unpropitious birthday finished, I've been going through some weird, what I would call, hallucinations. The visions would be of the most unconventional scenarios too, they would also appear to me at the quirkiest times. I would get them while I was around dilapidated objects.
It sounds absurd, but they're real in a ludicrous type of way. I could be caressing one of my grandmother's aged teacups and all of the sudden my vision would turn white. It felt as though my eyes would roll to face the inside of my head. I'd feel dizzy and nauseous, but yet my legs felt as though they were two cement pillars drilled into the ground and it was just my mind spinning in circles. Then, after the moment passed, I could see. It wasn't my cozy mustard-yellow kitchen that I saw though, I'd see something else. I'd be somewhere else.
It's only happened a couple times so far in the past two weeks. First I was at a Rihanna concert listening to her hit single SOS from 2006, bizarre right? Then, most recently, I was at the 1996 Summer Olympics watching the opening ceremony. I felt I was only at the concert for a few minutes before the moment passed, but the time I viewed the ceremony seemed to last a tad longer. I also wasn't just viewing the moment though, I was a part of it. I could feel, and walk, and truly thought I was there.