That Sensation to Come

Ok it's like a poem, but not...

My head is spinning;

Feet off the ground

I’m flying

Through the air only into nothingness

Just black

Lilac was the only scent I could make out

The strong smell drew me in as I spun around in the dark

Like a beat, the smell consumed me and I danced

I cannot compare this feeling to anything

Sweat began to fall

and the smell grew thicker

My breath was fast and shallow

My eyes are shut

I leapt again,

into the air, that feeling reoccured

Only it was wrong

I was wrong

The sensation of fear took over

The lilac disappeared

I was falling deeper and deeper into nothing

Just nothing

I braced myself for the landing

Like a bird jumping out of a nest

It never came

I opened my eyes to find myself in my room, lights off

With a lilac candle burning in the corner

I found my ballet shoes strapped on my feet

My desk was moved and I was sitting in the middle of the floor

I closed my eyes once again and awaited that sensation to come

Author's Note

Ok, you decide, whether you think this is a short story or a poem! Please review what you think in the thing :)

Reviews

[Laura S-C]

I think it is both a short story and a poem. I loved how you made me think it was one thing and then at the end I realised it was something else.

[Helen Crutchett]

A lovely unique and creative write (poem or story......suits BOTH genres! Thank you so much Abby for submitting this to my challenge. Well done indeed! ~ Helena ~

[Abby L.]

Thank you for the review! ::Abby::

[Helen Crutchett]

You are most welcome Abby! :)

[Ragan G.]

This is really good! OMG!! IT'S AMAZING!! I love how it's like a ballet dancer and she gets consumed in dance.