I couldn't understand half the worlds she spoke. To me I was sitting on the edge of the bed. Sitting still as stone shaking in utter fear and terror. Memories surged through my mind eradicating any ability to speak. Those memories bite deep with fearful talons into my skull and set my heart pounding even harder. I was shaking so much I didn't think I could ever move again.<span style="font-style: italic">At least you didn't piss yourself,</span>I thought wryly as the memories finally won out and overwhelmed me.<span style="font-style: italic">Gah I'm a coward</span>.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">I must have been five or six sitting on the floor in my room playing with toy soldiers when my sister ran into the room screaming at me. I just stared at her she was hysterical. Three full years older then me she was already taller then I was. She screamed and screamed and screamed and I just stared terrified of the dark deadly look on her face. I thought she was going to kill me and i didn't even know why. <br/><br/>She threw herself at me then and landed squarely on my chest. Startled beyond belief I didn't react as she started to pound on me. I just stared at her. It didn't even hurt, I was in shock so I didn't even notice really. Not until she was grabbed by our mother and dragged screaming off me, promising me retaliation. I had no idea what I'd done at all. <br/><br/>That night lying in bed just falling asleep I felt them come for me. Ants. Million and millions of little ants crawling all over my body. I screamed so loudly I woke the whole house in a feral panic. Nothing remained of the ants. Mother said it was a bad dream. The scratches on my skin told me different. For years those 'dreams' had come until finally my sister got bored and moved on.</span><br/><br/>I stared at her in utter horror. "Not a test," I managed in a trembling voice, "retaliation". This was my sister's favorite trick. The two images blended together as I said it. What was happening to her and what I saw. The bed and the jello bowl becoming one. The ants. Her transformation. I screamed. For a full minute I screamed incoherently in fear. I stumbled back and fell to the floor. I could still feel her grip on me. I knew her real form but the jello replaced the room again and I was under the jello surface unable to breath.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Great, now i get to die of suffocation,</span>I thought miserably as I struggled to get back up. Screaming and inhaling jello.