It started as a series of small events that didn’t make sense.
My parents closing a door with me glimpsing weird looking computers.
Their attempt to hide a strange creature behind the curtains one sunny summers day.
I figured I was imaginative.
Turns out I may have really seen these things.
I am looking out my window, my parents unaware, while they talk to lizardmen. Which is bad enough. But what scared me more was them shapeshifting into their form.
But worse, was watching myself change. I never thought I was alien, turns out I am.
It’s an uncomfortable realization.