Just A Dream

Sleepless Nights

It's already 3:47.

Why are you still awake? 

(MC)?

(Y/N)?

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Sometimes when I sleep, I escape reality. I leave to my own little place, my world, where I was only born in my dreams. It is only a figment of my own imagination, but that place.. it feels more like home than this place.

These old, run down walls.

They hold nothing but pain and suffering.

The doors' hinges creak with every opening and closing.

These soft sheets. Fluffy blankets. Frilly curtains. Pink walls.

I hate it. I hate it with a burning passion.

But why? What happened here? Why do I hate it so much?

Some questions are not meant to be answered. Some things are better left unknown.

Sometimes, we know far too much.

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(Your PoV):

I'm laying on my bed again. Just like yesterday, and the day before. I find myself laying here day after day. Why though? I'm never sure, after all, not everything has an answer or purpose behind it.

I'm tired, but I don't sleep.

I'm hungry, but don't eat.

I'm thirsty, but never drink.

I don't know why. I just don't.

I continue to lay there, staring up at the ceiling blankly. I haven't gotten any sleep as of recently.. school alone is enough to drive me up the walls.. I've grown to be distant from my family as of now, I no longer view them as family, only strangers I live with. People I once knew.

The loss of sleep has affected me, very negatively if anything.

Due to not much sleep, I hear and see things every now and then. Sometimes I even struggle to keep my eyes open.

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I'm still laying here, more than two hours later.

Doing homework is certainly difficult, especially since I'm half asleep and the words keep floating of the pages.

After another hour of pure torture, I finally finished. Ever so coincidentally, she opened the door. 

"Are you ready to come eat?" Asked the person I addressed as my mom.

"Yeah.. I'll be there in a few minutes." Replying lazily as I walked to the bathroom.

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I never really eat much, so it didn't come as a surprise when I sat down to eat for about five minutes before going back (upstairs/downstairs/down the hall) my room.

I'm laying here a third time now. I can't find it in me to close my eyes, no matter how much I need to, my body isn't responding.

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Hours have now passed. 

I'm still here.

And I'm still awake.

It's now 3:47.. Or does that say 8:41..? No, It's far too late to be 8:41.

I'm still staring at this damned ceiling.

Why can't I just fall asleep..?

After some minutes of struggling, I eventually feel my eyelids grow heavier, and I finally fall asleep.

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Goodnight, (Y/N)

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(Word Count: 497)