As teenagers we do what we want because we believe we are invincible. Usually, we grow out of that stage and become a bit more responsible and aware of life and its ups and downs.
I didnt. Yes I did become a bit more responsible but I still believed that I was immortal and that aura touched my family as well. It was a big wake up call when A ended up in hospital and suddenly my world came crashing around me.
Home, particularly my bed, has always been my safe spot. But one night, just after I checked up on the parentals and switched off the lights, I felt scared. Even home has become a scary place where spiders roam, ghosts tap you on the shoulder and monsters lurk under the bed. The safe haven of home has gone. Even now the worry hasnt ceased.
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