~Elizabethie

Any minute, everything can change. One morning I woke up, have a bath and went out... when I came back home, i entered my room and everything I saw was strange, my books, my clothes, my bed, my flowers... weren't mine. Even beats of my heart sounded foreign.
I was trying to avoid one thing so much that it came.I was guarding my treasure on my chest for dear life agains thieves, but instead of it a murderer came from the back and stabbed me. Unexpectedly without a warning, in this happy time...
And even when I am defending myself by concentrating on other things, a paralyzing grief is pushing me down.