If you flush the toilet at night a big snake looking water monster will slither out of it and get you ( Read more... )

I am hiding in the closet. I can hear the screaming and the pleading through the open bedroom door. This time, my older brother is in the closet with me, even though he is big and there isn’t enough room for both of us. He tells me that he is going to peak out and I grab at his arm. He pries my delicate fingers off his wrist and darts out the ( Read more... )

I’m sitting in my favored recliner gently rocking back and forth, talking to her on the phone. She is thousands of miles away in her always neat house, and I’m in my less clean apartment, just a few days past my first psychiatric hospitalization. She is trying to make light of my situation. I think that is fine, but I’m still clinging to my ( Read more... )