Chapter 2
I woke up in my bed. I thought maybe everything had been a dream. But something inside of me felt different. I felt angry, bitter, like I wanted to destroy anything that stood in my path. I came to the conclusion that it wasn't a dream, and something happened to me after they gave me the shot. But who were “they”, anyway? Was the place they took me last night a real place? Was it an alternate universe? Or was it all inside my head? I had absolutely no clue. But I knew I needed to find out before I did something stupid, because I felt like I was being controlled by the substance they injected into my veins.
“Good morning, Juliana. How are you feeling this morning?” What did she mean by “how am I feeling”? There was no way she could have noticed anything already. I needed to act normal.
“I'm feeling fine.” I said with a bitter tone. What was wrong with me? It's like I couldn't even control anything I said or did. My mom's face looked grim. I hated seeing her like this, but I couldn't do anything about it. I was trying to fight this “beast” inside me, but I couldn't control it.
“Are you ready for your test?” My mom asked nervously. I had completely forgotten about my test. I was instantly terrified of what was going to happen. What if I did something completely stupid and I failed? Thoughts were rushing around my head. Thoughts that I knew were my own, and thoughts that weren't. My head felt like it was going to explode.
“I sure hope so!” I said as excitedly as possible. I wasn't going to let this substance control me.
I spent the rest of the day at school being my newly discovered bipolar self.
My friends (the very few that I did have) were confused, and began ignoring me halfway through the day. The very second I got home, I ran upstairs and just cried. My shaky hands reached for my pocket mirror, and I looked in my reflection to make sure my makeup hadn't smeared. I looked the same, but I knew I wasn't. Something was consuming me.
