1: Nightmares

My eyes snap open and I roll out of bed, hitting the stone like floor. I stare at my ceiling. What are these nightmares? They're so random. I stand up and wipe my palms on my shirt. It's okay, Tay, relax.

"Tayler? Are you alright?"

I spin around with a shocked gasp.

"Oh, yeah, dad I'm fine." I say, giving him my best fake smile. He smiles at me and shuts the door. I flop back in bed, and glance back at my alarm clock. 4:30AM. I groan and open my door. "Gah!" I fall backwards, landing on my back. My dad stands in the hallways right in front of my door. I blink up at him, my hand on my chest.

"Oh! Are you alright?" My father asks.

"Except for the broken back? I'm fine." I mumble, letting him help me up. "It's 5 in the morning, what are you doing?" I ask. He grins at me.

"I finally got a new job." He says, grabbing his bag. "I'll see you after school okay?" He hugs me and walks out the door. The house is quiet and empty. I turn on my bathroom lights and glance in the mirror, staring at the reminder of what a freak I am. Staring at the reason I'm having these nightmares. Old memories. Old scars.