Awakening.

I was at a restful place, where I fell in a middle of the horrific family catastrophe I call "The time of 5 coffins" when my daughter, asked me something disturbing that fell on the bottom of my rest, creating a ripple effect. What did she say? It's not possible. Why do they do this to me? Locking myself out of it. No keys on me. Next day in ER, I woke up next to Julie. She was sitting so quietly. I said - - Is it true I slept for 2 years? -Y es, - she said, - you were in and out. Thinking that mom and Luda were dying without me, that I wasn't there for them, I thought the wave of woe will cover me. But it didn't. And all the books I wrote, I wrote in a state of sleepwalking. I used to sleepwalk a lot, until my dad started putting a wet blanket under my bed, so when I would touch the cold and wet ground, I would go back to bed. I was 14 years old. And now I am happy to be back, but I am petrified of what happened to me.

Eram intr-un loc odihnitor, unde am cazut intr-un mijloc al oribilei catastrofe familiale pe care o numesc „Timpul celor 5 sicrie”, cand fiica mea, mi-a cerut ceva deranjant care a cazut pe fundul odihnei mele, creand un efect de unda. Ce a spus ea?