Too-big, Too small

My arm was on fire. My legs were shaking. My head was filled with static, my vision blurry. My throat was turned to ashes, my shirt was torn and my side was numb. Red lights all around me, blue lights too. Hands grabbing me, glass shattering. Electricity is racing through my veins and everything goes offline. It's black. Then it's white. Then it's a little bit of both, a dull grey.

And I woke up.

I woke up to my too-big house, my too-small room, my fake cereal, the name I never heard, my lonely eggs and the shadow of my mum and dad.