What+is+Real?+Lei

They say, if you look close enough, you’ll find something different, something that turns reality into illusion.

The sweat in my palms built up as I stared at the cars; the old warehouse was definitely out of the ordinary. I started seeing things. For a second, the windshield was stuck to the rusty ceiling of this unreal place and then it was back where it should be.

I refused to look away, to accept the fact that something abnormal happened. No, abnormal can’t describe it. Abnormal is to weak to describe what happened.

Everything went black; I saw numbers everywhere. The numbers seemed to form a three-dimensional space. No, it can’t. What if the theory that the world is just a simulation was true?

Does that mean my parents are not real? My sister?

It then hit me; I’m not real.