Inner thoughtsA Story by The_FoxJust a late night bit of stuff that I feel I want to put down.
Every once in a while. I often get that feeling late at night, where I find it difficult to sleep. As I stare up at the ceiling in my bed. Resting beneath the warm embrace of my blankets as my head rests upon the silky soft pillow there behind me. I ponder on the events of the day.
Lately though its just been this, constant revolving thing. Like the days repeat themselves and begin to mold together so that I find it difficult to tell which day is which. I often find it easy to lose track of the date too. Thinking that its two days, or four days ahead of the day that it actually is. Curious. A fly lands on the ceiling and my eyes dart to watch the creature. It rests there, cleaning itself with its forelegs. Wiping its face, disgusting creature. I want to stand up and swat it but I don't move. The bed beneath me is too comfortable. Then the fly turns its head and looks down at me, staring. And I stare back. Why is this fly watching me? The night drags on, the clock ticks away the minutes and I still lie there. So difficult to sleep and though I yawn and shift I simply cannot get my mind to stop ticking away. I can hear the sounds outside my window, hums of factories working late into the night. The sound of traffic flying up and down the highway. Enough white noise that I should easily be able to sleep. And yet..... I can't. This troubles me. The fly returns. Staring at me. Why is it staring at me? I hate that fly. There is something wrong with that fly. Something dark and sinister. Maybe that is why I cannot sleep. Because as it lands, on my ceiling or on a wall. It always stares at me. Never blinking and barely moving. I can feel it getting ready to move. Waiting for me to rest. © 2013 The_FoxAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on July 18, 2013 Last Updated on July 18, 2013 AuthorThe_FoxPrescott Valley, AZAboutI am fairly new to the writing scene. At one time I had been posting stories on another writing site, but the site shut down before I could complete what I had going. I can only hope that others will .. more..Writing
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