Wednesday, 4 April 2012

Troubled and Terrific. My OWN Story.

Lily bolted upright with a gasp. It sent her sweat-dampened hair flying, as she brought her panicked breathing back under control. She wiped her tear-streaked face with trembling hands, and rubbed at the goose-bumps covering her tiny body as she scanned her room. Finding nothing out of place, she sighed in relief, and snuggled back beneath the warm covers.
It was only a dream. It was only a dream. Damn, I just want to fucking sleep, she thought to herself as she closed her eyes and tried to relax again.
The night wore on as Lily tossed and turned, messing up her sheets, and kicking around her duvet. Finally, unable to sleep and thoroughly fed up, she sat up once more, and glanced at the alarm clock next to her bedside.
Fuck. 4:58 am. Another night of no sleep.
Rolling her eyes at herself in disgust, she rose and padded across the cold floor and grabbed her old, faded, grey hoodie. Slipping it on, and re-adjusting her pyjama shorts, she made her way silently down the stairs, careful to miss the creaky spots and dragged herself into the kitchen.
God I’m so fucking tired. And hungry.
From sheer force of habit, she opened the fridge, and seeing nothing she wanted, she poured herself and glass of water from the sink, and slid slowly into the seat at the breakfast bar. Glancing to the calendar hanging on the wall nearby, and noticed that the day was Thursday. October 23rd 2014. It was the end of October already?
Wow, Lily mused to herself as she sipped her water. Todays going to be just like yesterday. I have no friends, no college life, no job...what do I care if it’s the end of the month?
She had left it all behind her. Now, she lived alone, and stayed alone. And that was just how she wanted it to stay. Just Her. Alone. Forever.