Gerard Pang | D6 | CBD#1 | Done

Everything will be all right.

Have you had a drink of water?

That’s better now, dear, isn’t it?

All those dreams you’ve had aren’t so bad. They’re not real. It’s an overactive imagination. You just get ahead of yourself, every now and again.

As a child, I held you and whispered how you were everything I’d dreamed you to be. Fragile yet firm, a part of me brought out into this world. Know that your power is in your difference. I believe in you, my dearest daughter.

More shakes, more fits and starts.

They get worse with time, worse with age. More stories of being chased, of seeing – and being watched – all the eyes. Everywhere. Well put them out then.

You’re stronger than all of this. You’ll see. You’ll make us all so proud. Now go back to bed. Just have a drink of water.

She’ll have more fits, more outrage, more shakes. Don’t worry, be anxious for nothing. It’s all the way it’s meant to be. Don’t worry that they don’t take you seriously. Don’t worry that the world starts to melt and none of it makes sense. We still love you, darling dear girl. My Mona. You remember, when you were a child, and I’d bounce you on your knee? Hold your hand. Stroke your hair. Remember?

She’s changed now – closer to a shell of what she was. Closer, but not quite. She could go further. Just with a little push.

My love, I want so much more for you. I know it’s hard. But what does not kill us makes us stronger. You were made for this, born for this. Even as I take your pulse and they strap you down, as you scream that there’s more eyes –

Get her some water, please.

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