Scared

Nyeh, was supposed to be a journal response for school.... but yeah.

Until then, until I let myself be enveloped by a sleep that should’ve been thoughtless should’ve been dreamless, I was safe. But, by then it was too late. I was running already, and as I ran through the invisible path, set in the greenest grass, all the flowers, leaves and even the green grass, rotted behind me. It all wilted behind as if under the weight of a great fire. It burnt and fell to crisp petals and ashes. I ran as fast as I could as the air thickened and the invisible flames whispered promises of death. I was scared. A well climbed tree, which seemed all too familiar, lit up like a candle as I dashed past it. My lungs began to ache and my heart hammered so hard I could’ve sworn I heard my ribs crack. Alas, I fell to my knees and I felt my ribs give way and, the invisible fire licked up the curve of my spine and at the base of my skull like a hungry snake. It seared my skin and stung my eyes so, I closed them. I squeezed them shut and parted my lips for a scream… But before I could someone else did, a blood curdling scream. Then just as suddenly as the blood curdling scream penetrated my ear, the darkness behind my glued-shut eyes subsided and I was at home again, staring at the inside of a closet door, sitting in a shadowed corner.  And, despite the still-fresh bruises littering my arms and face, I had never felt more alive.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Patricia Gayle]

You did a great job with this one too. Loved the imagery and emotion.