I yawned as I woke up, rubbing my eyes. It took a second to remember what had happened. I tried to sit up, but I felt something weighing me down slightly. Not enough to actually make it impossible, but enough that I noticed. Curious, I turned my head...and screamed.
My neck had moved, bending toward the right slightly and becoming crooked. It supported my head without problem and I felt no pain due to the angle. That, however, isn't what made me scream. What made me scream was that there was another head next to mine. Or rather, another one of MY heads. It looked just like me. At the sound of my scream, the eyes fluttered open. I prayed that she at least thought like me. The idea of having a head with conflicting thoughts scared me. |