/lit/ - Literature

I spoke to a lady on the radio, it was the weirdest thing. She asked me if I had checked on my mother (she had been sick lately, something lung related) and I told her that I had. She didn't seem to believe me and the most sickening laugh came through the speaker. It chilled me and made me feel like a scared child. The next day we spoke again, and she seemed kinder or at least more understanding. She said she liked me and saw a lot of potential in me, which made me feel good for a while. But when I woke up this morning, I felt a sudden and inexplicable dread, and I knew in my heart that everything she had ever told me, ever since I was a child, had been a lie.