a past embrace

Nightmare and Blankets ?

Ugh what is this pain ! my head , I feel dizzy

'Wake up'

What?!

'Wake up ,quickly !'

Who is this ?! who is talking ? My head is spinning , my feet are freezing , just what is happening? Am I dead ? is that it.

'No your not dead '

Who is this? why is your voice inside my head ? and where am I ? why is it dark and empty in here ?

'So many questions, not so much time '

Well sorry for trying to understand what is happening inside my head and what in the name of poopy cow am I doing here !

'I see your back to your former silliness, your seriousness couldn't probably last more then an few seconds'

Oh really and who are you to say that about me , you nothing of me .

'Try saying that again'

Ok that's enough I'm tired of listening to you talking in puzzles , you either tell me what is wrong or

'Or what ? hahaha you can't do anything about me '

What do you mean ??

'Where do I begin I wonder '

From the start I guess

'I don't think there is one . oh well might as well say it : hsjd hcilao kcualauf kdidhdkahd jcislshdu djsksgd hdjsk....

What wait say that again I can't hear you ! hello wait ! no no where are you going?? come back , please tell me !

"And that my friends was how I woke up this morning to find myself exposed, it seems the object of my dream or rather nightmare was none other than my blanket whom I was chasing."

"oh my god Sofie that must have been quite the night"

"Trust me it was "

I said while vaguely remembering the conversation I had with my nightmarish voice , to be honest it was quite realistic, the fear and anguish I felt waking up all scared and shaken.

My roommate could swear I was screaming in tears when she came to my rescue but of course I'm not telling this story to my friends.I mean who would believe ME the strong-headed bull of our class crying over a stupid blanket, the boys will never shut up about it and I would lose face, which I certainly need in this highschool.

I headed like always to class with my friends Samantha and Angela , Samantha is the one with the curves and Angela is the one with the cute face whilst I'am, well I'am what I'am and I'm not complaining, in fact I like myself and self love is probably the one thing my father ever thaught me.

My life is simple, a routine at it best : I wake up and I go to school, I do some work here and there, sometimes at the local library, sometimes I help in a coffee shop near where I live.

I also do weird jobs like writing essays to students but it's hush hush.

All in all my life could probably be summed up in a single phrase , me-struggling-to-make-ends-meet-while-going-through-the-stress-and-overworking-that-comes-exclusively-with-the-whole-highschool-package.

After school I went back home , didn't feel particularly good about going out with the girls even though they strongly invited me . But I know how friday nights with Samantha and Angela go , it's always us in a club dancing a poop knows who song , and them flirting with so called hot dudes while I awkwardly sit through the process of watching them and later on nursing them back to life.

After struggling to find my keys I slowly open the door to find my roommate Meridian chilling on the couch with a bowl of ice cream in her hands . Yum chocolate ice cream my favorite !

I throw my backpack away somewhere in the room , changed into my pyjamas and set out to fetch a bowl and a spoon.

" you didn't go out today ? " Meridian said with her slightly british accent.

"nah didn't feel like it "

" you mean didn't feel like babysitting horny teenager "

"bingo" I said while walking towards the couch , armed with my ice cream and dressed in my unicorn PJs.

We sat me and Meri for hours watching one netflix show after another til we both fell asleep...