Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Hallucinations.

She lies awake in bed, staring at the beige ceiling. The fan spins at a pace, making it difficult to focus. She sits up in bed, irritation running right through her. She walks to the bathroom to splash water on her face, to rid herself of the aggressive energy. She stands with her hands on the sink, glances up at the mirror, to see a ghastly image. Frozen in fright, she stumbles back and collides with the wall. She stares at her pale face, blood shot eyes and messy hair. She leans in to scrutinize, only to notice another image hovering around, almost mocking the lack of an existence. She reaches out to feel that silver reflection, that livelier image. It looks like a ghost. There is certain paleness about it. But it is just the translucence playing with her mind. It looms overhead, shocking her, shaking her vision and mind. Her double vision slowly blurs eventually fading to black. The next sensation is of icy water falling on her face. Her roommate was standing over her, deep in worry, screaming her name while holding an empty mug of water. She had collapsed from the trauma of the hallucination. As she lies on the floor of her bathroom, she finds herself drained of energy and totally shaken. She grasps the hand held out by her friend and picks herself up.She sighs in relief as it is least over.

4 comments:

  1. your description is so vivid! you can actually feel each one as you read... you're amazing!! you can make someone feel all that physically just with words! :*

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  2. Knee!! :* Thanks loveeee!! :* :* :*

    Enigmatic Mr Piichu! :D Thanks!! :D :*

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  3. love the words!! well picked and well conveyed! though as always i wish it conveyed happier thoughts!! ummaah!

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