Reality

I rushed down the stairs ignoring the beautiful smell of bacon.
“Oh that looks delicious but I can’t have any today”
“Kenny?” “Yea Kenny, there’s a file we overlooked and that’s going to cost us extra hours” I replied giving a lifeless smile to Carter.
“So no Brown’s today?” she asked like she already knew the answer.
“I’m sorry no”
The Browns had just moved in next door and they wanted to get to know their neighbours. Who does that these days? Stana loved to keep a close relationship with neighbours. She was looking forward to that dinner. She was kind of an extreme caring loving type and I kind of love that. I guess that’s what makes her so special. I kissed her and patted Carter goodbyes and rushed to my Cadillac.

“I had the weirdest dream yesterday” Kenny said chewing his sandwich. “I was in a cell and aliens standing around observing me to. I was an experiment or something”
“yea sure out of all the people on earth they would chose you for an experiment” I said jokingly.
Kenny was tough but with a very feminine touch. I always found that amusing. He was a kind of a guy who would put his career before his love life and that’s why I believe he has a record of three divorces.  He would go to any extent to get the job done. This one time he got a little boy to play his son on father son day. He wanted the partners to see that he was a family man and that they did. I love that guy. We make a good team.

I opened Carter’s door to check on him. He was sound asleep. He’s beautiful. He’s got the best of both of us. I tiptoed into our bedroom not wanting to wake Stana up.
I lay on my bed thinking. I was living my dream I got a good job, a very loving family and my mom’s still alive the only person I look up to. My dad left her when I was six and she raised me all by herself. She got a job small pay, but enough to get me through high college. I owe it all to her for where I am today. Her entire life after dad left was for me and it did pay off.

My mom was running around and Stana was not much of a help. She liked doing things herself. She was in her 60’s but looked older. Carter was outside playing with Roxy, mom’s golden retriever. We should get a dog I told Stana. “If you’re saying that because the way Carter plays with roxy, I think we need to give him a brother or sister.” Stana was not a dog person.
“We’ll be back next Thursday” we kissed my mom goodbye. I saw tears in her eyes. Seven days were like a year to her.

I woke up with a jolt. Is that the only way they know how to wake me up? Every morning or night I really don’t know they would tase me to give me like a jump start. I drank the green liquid they gave like every time. I still don’t know what this is for but I didn’t feel any different. Then they would rolle my cage to the white room as I describe it simply because everything in that room is white. Inside the white room is a small door leading to a smaller white room where they would fill the room with some sort of gas upon rolling me in my cage into it. The gas is no different than oxygen except after a few hours I would feel like my head’s going to explode and I would eventually pass out. I then wake up with needle like things pierced into my body. It’s extremely painful and I would be hanging in a poorly lit room. It would be a while until I hear the metal split dropping me into a pool of foul smelling liquid. The liquid is immediately drained and I’m picked up with huge metal claws and dropped into the cage and return to where I started, a dark room with cold temperature.  I would eventually fall asleep and the same procedure is repeated the next time I wake up.

This is what my life has become into since the alien abduction. Stana and I would watch the news of people sighting alien spaceships but we would laugh it off calling those people crazy. No one we knew had ever seen or heard a spaceship. I wasn’t until I woke up in this cage the last ever memory of being on earth being me and Stana falling asleep together after sex. Carter is probably a big brother now. He’ll make a good big brother. My mom’s still alive? I don’t know. Maybe she is maybe she is not. Kenny must have got another partner but it wouldn’t be the same. Kenny and I were a great team. We knew it and the firm knew it.

I don’t know how I got abducted and why they took me but here I am. I don’t even know where I am or how far am I from my sweet home. I’ve been here four and a half years, I count the days, with the same routine every day and I can’t figure out to get out of this advanced cage let alone getting out of this planet.

This is where I will be forever I know that because I don’t age anymore. My body hasn’t changed one bit the day I got into this cage. My face is still the same with no grey hair I can see that because there is small mirror in my cage. I guess they got that from us because everyone here is fascinated by it. I sometimes see a few of them gathered around a broken mirror and examining it.

I will never see my family again but I see them every day in my dreams. I have mastered the art of lucid dreaming while on earth and I’m glad I did because that’s what enables me to see my family my mom. Dreams have become my reality. I dream every day I need to see my family before this crazy routine.

Today it’s probably Thursday and we’re going to meet my mom. I'll tell her about Stana and I having another baby. She’ll be very happy. I can’t wait to see the happiness in her face.