Fantasy World

MIDNIGHT OF MYSELF...

Still fiddling what to do in the midnight, I stared up at the sky. I remebered my English teaching us the word " hallucination" -- seeing and hearing things which are not really there.

There seemed to be people walking down the corridor outside my house, but I was too scared to see whether it was true. Darkness is what I fear most. No matter where I am, even if I was in my house, darkness can just swallow the only braveness in my heart, pushing me to death. I cuddled up in the sofa, too scared and frightened to leave the only place that I believe to be safe.

Then, a "bump"  sound seemed to come through the kitchen, I turned and stared at the entrance of the kitchen, hoping that no one or nothing will come out of it. At the mean time convincing myself that it was just only some hallucination that I heard.

I took out a book, trying to comfort myself that everything is OK. But still, the footstep sound, the bumping sound, the shadows, the darkness... made me desperate. 

I know I shouldn't be hallucinating that much, but the fear inside me distracts my brain from the reality.

I still couldn't sleep, grasping the blanket tight in my hand, feeling like a child. I ran back to my bedroom , trying to force myself back to sleep.....

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Well, that's what I feel every night...