A Short Story : A Story?

Stepping out of the car I analyzed the environment around me. A gust of fresh air flowed swiftly through my hair and caressed my face. The temperature outside was mildly warm and humid. Rays of sunshine blazed down upon me and begun to heat up my black t-shirt. The black and rough asphalt crumbled beneath my feet as I walked. I could tell that it was recently paved because of how smooth it was when I slid my shoe across it. Sweat collected on both of my palms because of the anxiety I gathered prior to my visit. Everything on my body seemed heavier at the time. The necklace dangling around my neck. My phone and wallet that rested in my pockets. It was the result of all of the built up tension within me. I had no idea what to expect.

I batted my eyelashes lined with sleep. For a moment, I was disoriented to where I was. I felt around the soft bed, waving around my arms frantically. The area next to we was cold; Ross was gone. I pushed my senses to get up, tempting myself with visions

It was 5 A.M. and my thoughts were everywhere. I kept tossing and turning, desperately trying to fall asleep, but knowing I couldn't. I finally slipped out of bed, carefully so that I wouldn't wake up Olivia, and proceeded to walk down the stairs. I sat down on the living room couch and exhaled deeply as I stared into the sunroof.

“Yeah,” I whispered, wiping the tears off my cheeks, “Yeah, I’m fine.” My whole body was trembling and my ears rang, just as they did in my dream.

My body was enclosed in soft fluffy blankets. Though it felt so good to be back in my own bed I also felt out of place. It was too peaceful almost, like the calm before a storm. I got out of bed dragging one of my smaller blankets with me. I wrapped it around myself as I approached my living room. I smiled seeing Shanes sleeping form sprawled across my couch. I tip toed my way to him and nudged his shoulder. "Hey Shane wake up." I spoke softly. He groaned and batted my hand away.

I woke up from my slumber in a darkened haze. My hands clutched empty bed sheets, making me jolt upright in a sudden memorization that I didn't fall asleep in my room. In fact, I fell asleep on the couch in the living room if I remembered correctly.

The night was long and restless , I gave Karen the sofa , I took the uncomfortable wooden chair . When I would doze off a nurse would come in to check on my dad , waking me up instantly . The morning was here , dad had awoke speechless just looking all around . I held his hand , feeling it shake from being scared .

An eruption obliterated the silence; quickly followed by an eerie pause. A gentle hum lingered about the air. The night’s serenity was vanquished and all tranquility lost. Flashes of light littered the sky. Eyelids fluttered to life and her body shuttered. The past few nights followed this pattern. There was no escaping the reality of tomorrow.

I felt a mixture of sweat and blood run down my cheek. Thank you, I thought. The knot in my stomach loosened and I felt a comforting hand rest on my shoulder. Mmmmmmmmmmmm. I listened to the steady sound of the car. Everything went black, white, and gray.

I had woke up to the tranquility of a Sunday night there was a slight breeze, It was May 29th, 2016 around eight p.m. I was alone and confused in a poorly, lit living room. I stared into these white walls that were so bright it felt as if you were staring into snow, I was stuck and could only think, “I just have to organize all my things for tomorrow before I fall back asleep.”  I sat there on my couch tired from the late night before. I felt time was ticking as the sun faded with each second, I prepped my things for work the next morning. When I had finished with organizing my belongings I sat back onto my black couch that was so stiff it felt as if you were laying on a walk board from a pier. The first thing I did was grab my phone. At

Abruptly and unexplainably, I was suddenly awoken from an exhaustive sleep. But, I don’t know how I was awoken. There was not a touch or sound. Just silence in the middle of the night. But, there I was; as awake and coherent as you are as you read this. I snapped up in bed, to a sitting position. There was an unexpected illuminating glow in the room. Everything was visible; the bed stand with the pink rose covered lamp. The tan overstuffed chair next to the bed with my blue flannel robe draped over the back. I could see everything clearly. I wasn’t startled, I felt surprisingly calm; at peace. As I glanced at the foot of my bed, he stood looking longingly into my soul.

Then on my feet I felt water going past my feet. Then I looked behind me and there

I stared at the window, the not so perfect weather to start a Monday. Dark clouds devoured the sun and sky. The tree danced in the wind. “Maybe falling back to sleep helps me forgetting this joke,” I thought, but impossible. I opened my eyes and saw my white belly and my long unicorn legs. Hours past by, still no change. I stopped trying with a pain in my chest that I had never felt before. “Where’s my phone?” I thought, glancing around. Found my phone lying on its back and plugged in. I tried to grab it from my desk, but I made a horrible decision. My leg shoved the lamp and the homework on the ground as I unplugged my phone. I whined and tried

At that moment, I lost it. Tears streamed down my eyes, and instantly I hugged her and started sobbing. Knowing that a single comment of mine made a difference touched me so profoundly. I felt like I was hugging myself, old Sarah. I understood how she felt. I too wanted someone to invite me, to feel validated. She was probably confused why I was crying, but so was I, maybe I was also crying because I was letting out all the earlier emotions, colors, drain away.

All of the sudden, darkness quickly flashed across my field of vision, and I woke up, in my bed. I looked around. My bed laid on the floor, and so did my lamp and my nightstand next to me. Everything was in it’s proper place.