whispers in the dark

night

You should probably go to a hotel. I said to the nurse.
Why? There's nothing wrong with your house your just paranoid. You did break a rib when you fell down those stairs you are kind of out of it since. She responded.
I'm not paranoid! I shouted. I was pushed! I saw my own freaking brother die before my eyes! I said to him that this was gods plan fo r god sakes I'm not paranoid! I screamed losing my temper.
Ok... She said. I am sorry for upseting you. I won't do that again. She said

We didnt really talk much after that. I felt bad for losing my temper, and especially when she can lose her life from it. Maybe i was paranoid. Maybe i just wasn't sure of it. Than i thought about it, and i thought questions to myself.

I asked was i paranoid?, did i kill my own brother?, was i imagining it the whole time?

I wasnt sure whats happening in my head. Or if it was just in my head. I wads getting weaker. For some reason i was hetting weak, sick, and i didnt know why.

Days passed, and i wasnt getting any better.

Than one night of course i was at the top of tje stairs while the nurse was helping me i collapsed. I fell down the stairs. I hot injured bad... I woke up in the emergency, but i thought i was fine, but i should of thought different.