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“I can’t believe this! What? Are you on drugs? Come on Nina you have to talk to me.” I sat on my bed and just stared at my door as Jill pleaded with me to come out, to /talk/ to her, to help her understand. I couldn’t though, I could not understand myself. So I just sat on my bed, my wet hair plastered to my back and my robe tightly cinched and stared at the door.
The police had found me, found me naked and covered with blood, blood that most likely came from a large gash on my shoulder. I had no idea how I had gotten there, or how the window in my room had broken, or what had happened after that. Jill assumed the worst. Perhaps I had been kidnapped, perhaps I had gone to a party and someone slipped drugs in my beer when I was not looking. I had no idea and really I did not want to think about it, I just wanted the whole nightmare to go away.
I mean perhaps I was on drugs, what else could explain everything that had been happening to me? Seeing ghosts, large dogs, and the sudden craving for raw meat. I think I had thoroughly freaked the man at the meat counter out when I had eaten a pinch of raw hamburger while I was waiting for him to wrap up a pork chop. It had been an impulse I could not control, a crazy horrible..
“Nina are you pregnant?” I groaned and stood up and took off my robe. I needed to get out of here; I needed to get away from Jill. I dressed quickly and storm out of the room.
“I am going out.” I blurt out and do not let her respond I just leave the house and ignore her angry shouts as I leave the house. I had not place in mind to go, I just needed to get out of my head for a bit.
The police had found me, found me naked and covered with blood, blood that most likely came from a large gash on my shoulder. I had no idea how I had gotten there, or how the window in my room had broken, or what had happened after that. Jill assumed the worst. Perhaps I had been kidnapped, perhaps I had gone to a party and someone slipped drugs in my beer when I was not looking. I had no idea and really I did not want to think about it, I just wanted the whole nightmare to go away.
I mean perhaps I was on drugs, what else could explain everything that had been happening to me? Seeing ghosts, large dogs, and the sudden craving for raw meat. I think I had thoroughly freaked the man at the meat counter out when I had eaten a pinch of raw hamburger while I was waiting for him to wrap up a pork chop. It had been an impulse I could not control, a crazy horrible..
“Nina are you pregnant?” I groaned and stood up and took off my robe. I needed to get out of here; I needed to get away from Jill. I dressed quickly and storm out of the room.
“I am going out.” I blurt out and do not let her respond I just leave the house and ignore her angry shouts as I leave the house. I had not place in mind to go, I just needed to get out of my head for a bit.