the silver streak

lightning clashed outside. a flash of white light burst in the room as it lit up the entire area. I screamed as I woke up from the noise.

I blinked trying to focus.
I tried to get out of bed but I felt weak. to weak to even move my body lay limp as I tried to move my arms, they felt heavy.

lightning crashed again. a long crack whipped across the sky. I had a headache. I had forgotten where I was. I was not in my own bedroom. how did I get in a different room?

I remember that I crawled into my own queen sized bed that night. the night was not thrashing with bolts of lightning. and I did not have a headache.

what happened?
"where am I?" I asked myself as yet another beam of light struck the entire living room.

wait. now I'm in a living room? I thought I was in s bedroom?

I twitched in the shadows. crawling up the side of a wall it only seemed natural that I could accomplish the task. I never thought twice about it until I crouched under a high ceiling.