"Remembering the Tesseract "

I looked up one minute and it was May 3, 2014 and the next minute it was January 5th 1980.

I have been slipping back and forth in time since my earliest memory.

I was too young to have a memory of my own and so at age 3 I opened my mouth and spoke one full sentence as my first words as a child. I said,
"Saint, Sinner, Dark & Light. "

My mother, Edna, had till then only looked upon me as some evil freak of nature; mute, dumb and an embarrassment of her past sins come to life that was only worthy of the kind of treatment one gave a pet in a cage. After I spoke a hideous stench of evil terror exuded from her towards me, as if my speaking had only made me even more of a freak, a monster. She slapped my face hard but I did not scream. For her I do not know what she saw, heard, and said; for at the moment of her slap I had slipped away.

I was in a place that was a sterile room, light blue with white trim and a closed white door. I stood 6 feet tall looking down at my skin, wet cold grey green and scaly...

Musings for my book I'm writing in November.