Age 10 I went to sleep across the hall, eyelids heavy and dreams in my brain. While across the hall my mum was murdered in her sleep
Age 11 I never slept
Age 12 Learned to sleep again
Age 13 Learned to be suspicious of every sound I heard, the creek of a stair keeping me awake till dawn
Age 14 Thought of all escape routes from the room for when they came back
Age 15 Thought of all the ways to **** a man with my school grade scissors
Summer of 16 I spent hours trying to lift things with my mind, trying to control the breeze with a flip of my hand and each night I prayed tomorrow would be the day that I found my superpower.
Do you want to know why it was so incredible because I learnt to smile again because for the first time my thoughts going to sleep weren't about how I was going to die but about how I was going to live.
Kinda a poem story, but this is how I feel and wanted to share it