dream

      I'm in my room, or at least what I believe to be my room. The walls are too white, too tall, and too wide. Nothing is familiar about it, yet I'm comfortable and safe, so I don't question its appearance.

      I'm hiding from something or more like someone, but I'm not sure who. All I know is that they can't find me. That's simply not an option.

      All of a sudden I hear a noise in the hallway, and without thinking twice, I assume it's my mother.

      My hand extends for the doorknob and just before I bust it open, I catch myself. What if it's not?

      I open the door just a little and peek through the crack. It's them, whomever they are. I quickly shut the door and lock it. Though my mind would rather panic, my body allows no such thing. I rush to the small window high upon the the opposite wall. I unhook the the latch and quickly hop out.
      It's as if there's no scenery outside, and I know I have  not yet escaped.

      Suddenly they appear. This time I see their faces, and they see me. I know I know them, yet I can't recognize their faces. All I know is that I should have been able to trust them.

      As I try to run, I realize my legs aren't taking me anywhere. The faster I try to run, the more I realize how paralyzed I am.

      Before the episode concludes, I awake. I'm in my room again, my real room. It's familiar this time, but somehow it no longer feels so safe.