i DO believe MYSELF. I'm sure I do. I know that I do. I feel like I do. I don't know anymore.
I open my eyes but I do not see anything. I feel the coldth on my arms before the warmth in my blood. I think but I cannot speak.
I try to move but the stillness overtakes my body by force. The heart in my chest throbs each time I breathe. My body hurts of cringeness.
It hurts to breathe, it hurts to move, it hurts be me.
I wonder why everything is blurred. I wonder why nothing is clear. I wonder why I am me?
It is strange. I can feel the space around me but I am strangely unable to touch it. I do extend my hand as far as I can but nothing works. I try to walk ahead but my feet won't move.
I am stuck and I feel like not me at all.
One week later.
I can blink my eyes and my vision is partly acceptable. I can feel the tip of my fingers. I can crawl now. But my lungs still hurt a bit. It burns a warmly fire. It feels shitty to be not me but I got somehow used to IT.
And there is something I can't quite understand about the not me; Why Aren't I Hungry?
Two week later.
My vision is back completely. I finally understood why I could not be myself. I Am a Baby. Well, I think I am a baby. When I look at my myself, I have a golden eyes with a furred body.
AHHHHH!
One month later.
I can move freely now. I caught a few playthings during that month and played with them till they just gave in to sleep. It has been ten days since.
One year later.
There's no more playthings in this block. Maybe I should move on to play with the 'Earth' maybe?....