Cobwebs

The cobwebs were there as soon as I woke up.  What had happened last night?  Where had I gone and with who?  I knew I hadn’t any alcohol to drink so why was I feeling so foggy this morning?  Why couldn’t I remember anything I did last night?  As I stared at the ceiling, I thought about how my night started since I certainly didn’t exactly know how it ended.  I was in my own bed, with all of my clothes on and I couldn’t hear any sounds telling me someone else was with me in my apartment. 

I had eaten dinner with Sophie so maybe she could job my memory of how our night went.  As I reached for my cell phone resting on my bedside table, I hesitated as the colors of my phone case blurred together.   As I looked closer at my surroundings, I noticed subtle differences in my room. It was definitely my room, but the colors were slightly off. Slightly brighter than normal. I still needed to call Sophie so I reached for the phone only to have my hand go entirely through the bedside table like it wasn’t even there.  Feeling my heartbeat start to quicken, I jumped out of bed and went to the mirror. Only to not be able to see myself. I started laughing hysterically knowing I could now do whatever I wanted since I had finally turned into the ghost of my dreams.