I woke up, my eyes crusty with sleep. After blinking a few times, I was able to pry my eyes open. I stared around the room; everything looked the same. This was my bedroom and nothing was out of place; nothing was different. But I felt different. I just wasn't sure why. I shook the feeling and rolled out of bed. Stretching and yawning, I wandered out to the kitchen for breakfast and was stopped in my tracks. There appeared to be a large mess on my living room floor. Unusual, as I am a very neat and organized person. I walked over to inspect the mess, but when I bent over blackness filled my sight. Dizzy...I was so very dizzy. I fell to the floor and sprawled out in an attempt to regain some composure. A minute, maybe two, passed but it felt like hours. The world continued to swirl around me and I was beginning to feel nauseous. I rolled onto my side to ease my nausea and opened my eyes to the "mystery mess". A photo album, letters, stuffed animals, jewelry, a jewelry box, and an empty pill bottle... What happened? None of this made any sense. I picked up the photo album and cracked it open. That's when I came face to face with...him. It quickly came flooding back...
