I recant to you this story in hopes that whoever reads this can help me:

   My mind was broken, there was nothing I could do. My energy low and my body was paying the price. As I sat staring into space. I couldn’t help but think I was dying. I was staring blankly at the television and computer screens. My mind had lapses. One second it was 8am and in a blink it was 5pm. It was like my clock was mocking me. Dirty, miserable, fucking clock! This has been happening for years. My life was withering away and the atrophy in my brain was equalling the atrophy in my body. I could barely move.

  I guess you could say I was on the verge of slipping into a coma and I didn’t see a way to stop it. Then it happened. I mustered the energy to fit the noose around my neck and tie it to the beam in my garage. This was it, I was going to end this train wreck of a life. As I kicked the chair from beneath my feet and the noose tightened like a boa constrictor, a small metal object protruded from my neck and fell to the ground. It was small and shiny, like a metal sliver or microchip. The force of the noose squeezing the life out of me, ejected it. Instantly I felt relief. I could think, I could breathe, I could move. All of my senses were heightened. I wanted to live! I grabbed the rope from above my head and pulled myself up and cut myself down. I immediately fell to my knees and began to cry. As the tears of joy fell from my face to the floor, the realization that I had just cheated death began to sink in. I was going to go see my family, live life to the fullest! I was going to do all of the things that I’ve always wanted to do. “I’m alive!”, I screamed.

  Wait, what was this chip in my neck? What was it and how did it get there? Why did I feel relief. Was it possible that someone or something had implanted it there to control me and keep me in that comatose state?

   I was ready to take on the world and find out what had happened. Who would do this to me? I wanted answers and I wanted them now! I went to open my front door when it all went black.

  The next thing I know, I was lying on some sort of an operating table. I had no idea where I was. I appeared to be in some sort of hospital. The equipment looked unfamiliar. I couldn’t move. I was paralyzed. I looked up and I saw several really tall humanoid looking creatures with their backs to me. They appeared to be in some sort of heated discussion, but I couldn’t understand the language they were speaking. I was afraid. What were they going to do to me. What about my family?

  The humanoids turned to face me and appeared to be showing me some sort of 3d picture of a hideous green alien with huge black eyes, a giant hairless head and long skinny appendages. I still couldn’t understand them. It was weird, the alien in the 3d picture was moving and mimicking my movements. Then it hit me, that was no picture, It was a mirror. I was and currently still am the alien. The silver chip contained false memories of what I thought was my entire life.

   I am writing this story from my cell. Please help me. I have no idea who I really am, how I got here. or what is real. I am trapped. Who or what am I? Please help!