A man walks toward me. I've never seen him before, but he looks familiar. I walk towards him, and the ground under my feet gives in, giving me the scariest falling sensation I have ever witnessed.
But then I land.
I am in my room. Not my current room, but the room I grew up in as a child. There is a rocking horse in ten corner. It begins rocking noisily. I blink. A child appears on the horse, making me jump. What is this, I think. Without thinking, I reach toward the child and they say, "Hello." I honestly don't know what to say. Suddenly, the glass in a window shatters and a man jumps in. He prepares to grab the child. "Stop!" I yell. I grab the child and he looks at me like he's expecting something. "Get out, Now," I say. He says tryingly, "Not unless you make me," he says.
I have always wanted telekinesis if I had a superpower. I have tried it, but it has never worked.
So I think maybe if I tried it in a again, it might work.
I concentrate ever so hard, closing my eyes, arms wrapped around the child. Before I know it, I open my eyes to see objects floating around me. With all my energy, I focus on the man and throw him out the window. The child looks at me. I put him down and as I blink he turns into my mom. In fact, my surroundings are changing, too. My mother congratulates me and I ask for what. "You saved my baby," She said. I am an only child. This makes no sense. "Mother, are you ok?" I ask. She says, "Just as ok as you are," she paused, "and you're insane," she laughed, like that was the funniest thin. In the world. "You have no reason to exist on this planet, child," Why is my mother being so rude? She's never like this. "I wish you never been born, you aren't good enough to be my child," Once again, she laughed that evil, cruel laugh that makes my insides churn. I felt tears begin to sting inside my eyes. But thats when something acknowledged the previous events in my brain.

"This is a dream."
I yelled, not at my mother, but at this simulation of life. "You...aren't...real!"
And thats when it all disappeared to darkness. Empty darkness. I get the feeling that spreads across me when I've done something wrong. Guilt.
I wake up inside my room and immediately sit up, panting, sweating. I want to cry, but I can't. I want to yell, but I don't. I want to leave, but I don't. I am used to this sensation by now.
Because of what happens every day.