Tuesday, September 15, 2015

the essence- a reoccurring dream

The essence
            I wake up and I am in a dark room. I know that I am indoors because of the overwhelming sense of being trapped. It is cold in the dark room. I know that I can’t get out, but I could at least try to find a light switch. So I walk and walk and try to find a wall, but here doesn’t seem to be any. So I decide to run in a direction. I ran until I couldn’t run anymore, then I collapsed. 
            I lay there until I heard a noise. I closed my eyes and rolled into a ball. It was here to kill me, I may as well make it easy. I lay there for what felt like hours in a cradle position shivering. I am not a religious person, I knew there was no god, or savior that was going to help me. Then I opened my eyes. I saw a light, not any specific entity, just a light. God? I thought to myself.

            Then the light came closer. The light slowly inched its way towards me. I lay there completely surrendering myself to this force. I hope that this is my savior, but I know better than that. I knew there was no goodness for me there. The cold began to intensify I saw that my fingers were purple. I curl in tighter, when the light began to touch me. The light began to choke the life out of me, and I lay there, unable to fight. Until it took the last of what I had, and then I wake up. 

1 comment:

  1. Wow--we think of light as having the power to save, as did your narrator, and then you use it to choke out life. Great twist.

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