![]() Patiently I waitA Story by Robyn Elliott![]() Just a scrap of creative writing, if you can call it that.![]()
Patiently I wait, for the clock to strike a godly hour to say I am awake. The birds subtly remind me of the dreaded morn, oh that once hopeful light! Covers tight around me, suffocating my sleep out of me until I sit up and ponder for a while... Why is the sky grey? And to hear no one say...
Anything. Not a crisp footstep or a walk of shame, no laughter, no crying. Just the silence of my thoughts. Is that good? Is it bad? There is nothing, but the grey sky and my hopeless thoughts. I peer out the window at chimneys and grey skies and I notice a lone tree swaying on the breeze and I realise we are all swaying trees and grey skies, and then. I settle down, I feel heavy and I utter a yawn and gather my dreams to drift to sleep once more.
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