When I woke up , I was laying on my grandma's couch. My father was standing right above me. My insides started to cave in, it felt as if they where being sucked by a vacuum cleaner. "Please of all days, not again," I said to myself waiting for my father to sentence me life imprisioned in our American home.
"Well, your awake, How is my little girl doing." These were the first words that he said to me. His voice was soft and actually comforting. Was he just smiling at me? I must be in a dream or this is some kind of trick.
" I fine," I said.
"You gave your grandma quite a fright, passing out in her doorway." he continues to smile. Then he bend down and place his hand on my forehead.
" Wow Siddy, your head is hotter than a sizzingly skillet. Maybe it's best if you stay here into your well enough to go home.
" There's nothing wrong with me I feel perfectly fine." I tried to get up, but he held me down with his hand. They were cold he must have only been here for a few minutes.
"That fever must be making her dellusional as well," said grandma. She seemed really worried. Yet I still didn't feel like anything was wrong with me. Was I truly dellusional? While my father went away to talk to grandma, I bent over to check the time. It was 4:30. " No, that can't be right," I said to myself. "There must be some mistake". I than turned on the television, sure enough it was 4:30. I left the house with Jake at 4. We were by the warehouse for nearly 2 hrs. There's no way I could have made it to grandma's house in 30 minutes prior to the time I left. Something suspicious was going on and it was starting to creep me out.