Fifteenth

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I must have fallen asleep after having my breakdown after Dad left the house. My throat was still sore from yelling about him to come back. The fact that I didn't see him meant that he really didn't come home. It's all my fault... he hates me and it's all my fault. I sniffled, knowing that he probably never wanted to see my face again. I just stared at the ceiling trying to figure out what to do when I realized that the ceiling looked a little weird. I turned my head and lifted my hand up. I was met with exceptionally clear glass and frowned. I pushed the glass and it lifted up, suddenly being taken from my hands and sliding back. I made a face at that and sat up, looking around.

Oh no... not again...

I was on the ship again and I began to hyperventilate but then I remembered that horrible dream from last time and calmed myself down. There had to be a way to tell the dream apart from reality... this couldn't have been reality because I was right there with my mom... Think, Max...

"This has to be a dream." I said out loud, my voice scratchy. I frowned. "Just a coincidence." I looked down at my stomach to find that it wasn't there. I pulled my shirt up and saw that my stomach was flat. "Exactly. A dream."

Now that I knew I was in a dream (a very unusually lucid one – then again, most of my dreams were pretty self-aware...) I grabbed the side of the weird thing I was in and pulled myself over the side. I fell to the floor in a heap, my legs feeling like they were built for a newborn flamingo. I struggled to stand, grabbing the side of the containment thing I had been in and standing until I felt confident I could walk. After a little bit I was finally able to grab my bearings and stumbled to the wall where a door slid open for me. I was met with the annoying too bright lights and iridescent walls and threw my hand over my eyes to shade them from being blinded.

Once I was able to adjust to the lights, I started walking down the hallway. I have no idea where I'm going, I just know I want to get off this ship and I'm friggin hungry! I only had that one bowl of chili last night and then I went and had a meltdown like some ninny... I sniffed the air and I could smell something like hamburgers or some sort of meat in the air and so I followed it. I finally found the door panel where it was coming from and went to the small button on the side. I pressed it but the door didn't open. I frowned and pressed it again. Nothing.

"God dammit, motherfucker..." I grumbled, hitting the button continuously. "I'm fucking hungry." I growled.

I suddenly heard a gasp behind me and I turned around finding an alien in disguise as a woman behind me. I pointed to the door.

"Yo, can you open this?"

"K-Koete'kov fertanifi tangberiata ate!**" she said with wide eyes.

Good job, brain. You even made them talk like they did on the ship. So this was a nightmare? I don't know...

"I can't understand you. I just want food." I pointed to my mouth, opening it. "Food. Eat. Hungry." I chomped my teeth to help with the charades.

"Ehai?" she asked, gesturing for food.

"Yeah, whatever." I said, nodding.

I thought she was going to turn tail and run but she seemed to study me for a moment. I studied her as well. Why was she walking around like a human? Because it's a dream, idiot. I told myself, forgetting that this was a dream and my mind would do what it liked. After a few moments, she gestured for me to come closer to her. I debated it but leaned over and she pointed between us.

"Secret? Tellene kialen nem kore ara maien koete."

"Yeah... secret... Shhh." I said, putting my finger to my lips.

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