The atmosphere

- Home -

I left my dimly lit room to get my dinner and eat, when I stepped foot into the kitchen I just felt a heavy weight fall over me. I went over to the couch rather than the table as it felt awkward being there by myself, in silence. I sat there and stared down at my plate listening to nothing but the repetitive noise coming from the tv, it was disturbing in a way. I saw my father laid on the couch across from me on his phone, whilst my mother had gone to one of the rooms down the hallway. I heard silent whispers coming from both my mother and brother in his room, I thought to myself that something may have happened.

I couldn't shake the feeling so I tried to go back and re-trace any memory from when I had been in my room, but all I could remember was the loud music in my ears. The ice that I had been eating the noise from it blocked my ears, I thought to myself 'what if I heard everything that had happened, but I had been blocking it out with these noises. Not on purpose but, for my own sake'. I sat staring down at my half eaten plate of food, I had lost my appetite.

I felt the atmosphere kept weighing over me, the feeling of it only getting heavier. It was so.. lonely and sad, quiet. Depressing or unsettling as some might say. I couldn't stand being there any longer, so I left my plate of food on the counter and went to my room. I laid on my side, closing my eyes going to sleep as I couldn't shake the feeling of it.. The atmosphere.