What Would Happen If We All Went Away?

CHAPTER 4: ELIYA

    I do not want to go to bed. The trembling feeling is in the pit of my stomach and I don’t like it. Not one bit. However, the stillness in the air is almost telling me I need to. Screw it, I’m going with my gut. Pulling an allnighter won’t be hard right? I just need to drink lots of coffee. “You can do this Eliya.”

I can’t do this. 

    It’s around 2:30 am and I’ve been staring at the same blank wall for the past 4 hours and at this point and I’ve lost track of my coffee intake, oh about 4 cups in. At one point, I don’t remember when however, I brought the coffee machine into my room because I was so winded going up and down the stairs. I seriously need to work out more.

    As I continue to contemplate my life choices, whilst counting the cracks in the ceiling, I look over at my bed. It looks so comfortable. So, so comfortable. Does a 5 minute nap count as cheating? 

When I finally gave in, I immediately crashed. This is definitely not going to be a 5 minute nap.

    I’m back in this stupid, stupid forest. You know what? After I wake up, hopefully soon, I’m going to therapy. As I get adjusted to the darkness, I hear the faint sound of shoes hitting dry leaves. The footsteps were heading in my direction and instead of waiting around to see who it might be, I started running. 

    I hate running. Why is it that everytime I’m in this damn forest, I’m running? Is it karma for cheating on my health exam? It wasn’t like I was the only one you know. How am I supposed to memorize every bone in the foot? As I continuously scold myself for my lack of better judgement, I tripped on a twig. A stupid twig. If I ever come back to this dream, I am murdering that twig.

    As I try to scramble to my feet, I turn to see a dark figure looming over me. Without a second thought, I do the one thing that any logical female would do in this circumstance. I scream.