I awoke screaming bloody murder; another night spent remembering in my sleep. "Christ" I whispered before breaking down into a sob. I laid in bed crying until my eyes hurt. Eyes reddened and sore, I got up and went into the bathroom to start my morning routine. Yeah its Saturday, but never hurts to get an early start. Looking into the mirror, I tried to see what I am now, not what I was. What I saw looking back at me was a 22 year old woman, with pixie short hair, and emerald green eyes...
"I really need to get out more" The panic from the dream started to wear off.