Mac told my parents I had a seizure. 

Being eleven years old, he freaked out and ran all the way home in tears. He also left me lying unconscious, face-down in the dirt. 

When I woke, I found his backpack several feet away, and I scooped it up with shaking hands. The entire trek home, I tried to figure out what had happened. 

By the time the house was in view, I knew what happened, but I didn't know how it happened.

Given that I wasn't sleeping or having an out of body experience, I concluded that I had been in two places at once. Rather, there had been two of me at once. One of me was asleep, and the other was awake. 

Though it was important, I didn't know what the "umbilical cord" was. I knew that when it disconnected from the earth, my sleeping body would wake, and my awake body turned to ash. In short, severing the connection resulted in one of me. 

. . . 

I tried to think of something to tell my parents, but I couldn't come up with anything. Fortunately, I ran into my dad on my way out of the woods, and he started questioning me. 

"Do you have a headache?" He asked. "How's your stomach; are you nauseated?" 

"No, dad, I'm fine," I protested. "Where's Mac?" 

"We're taking you to the hospital," He said, running a hand through his thinning hair. He carried an oversize flashlight and kept shining the beam into my eyes as he questioned me. 

"Dad," I finally said. "Stop." 

He obeyed and pointed the light toward the forest. Silhouettes of trees crowded the area, curious spectators. We didn't speak for the rest of the walk. 

As soon as we broke through the treeline, my mom rushed to me with a thick blanket. She wrapped it around my shoulders, along with one of her arms. Together, my parents led me to the family suburban and buckled me into the backseat. 

. . .

The doctors couldn't do much. 

They did a CT Scan and referred me to a neurologist later on in the week. A few hours later, I was back in the truck, wrapped in the blanket. 

I wondered if the doctors could see where the vine connected to my neck, if they could see any abnormalities. 

I'm sure they would have said something,  I thought. 

The End

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