I woke on the ceiling, the fucking ceiling! I tried to scream but no sound came out, I looked at my hands and noticed that they were gray and scaly again. All of a sudden it was like I lost control of my body but I could still see what was happening. I floated down to the ground and slowly left my room I went into my parents room and luckily it was empty. I went to their closet opened it and ripped all their clothes. When I stopped I went back to my room and saw that all my belongings had returned to the floor. I went to my bed and layed down, after that I must have blacked or something cause at least 2 hours later I woke up on my bed and I was back to normal. Its official, I'm terrified I think I might be living in a haunted house.
