Song: Can't Sleep Love - Pentatonix
The world was black.
I heard a tune next to my right ear.
"Ahh.. the songbirds came back," I thought
But it wasn't right. I mean, don't get me wrong here, the melody was lovely and all but it was different. It wasn't the songbird's tune. I tried to open my eyes. It was stuck. I tried lifting my hands to figure out a way to open my eyes, but it too was stuck. I twisted and turned. I tried opening my eyes again. Oh, let me rephrase that. I forcefully tried to open my eyes. Which was 30% Determination and 70% Screaming my lungs out?
When I finally opened my eyes, there were no songbirds or birds. The vile voice had disappeared too.
I heard the tune again.
"Was this a trick, was the songbirds actually here?" I asked myself
But like the last time I heard it, it wasn't right. I mean songbirds don't sing "Tell me I haven't lost my mind?" with four other people vocalizing in the background, do they?
I looked to where I was hearing the melody, and I saw my phone jumping up and down like it was inside a bouncy castle. It wasn't the songbirds, it was just my alarm.
I tried lifting my hand to switch my alarm off, but it was still stuck, something was holding me in place.
"What if it's my blood, what if I am still cocooned inside my blood and this is all my delusional imagination, what if I am not home yet?" I thought
I peaked down. Though I didn't want to see if I was right and I was cocooned in my own blood with no escape, I glanced down.
As my eyes traveled down. I saw......
My idiotic self-wrapped inside my blanket. I looked like a green Twistler ( I have a green blanket).
I unraveled the blanket and out a huge breath I didn't know I was holding. I closed my eyes to shake the things I saw in my vivid dream. As I concentrated, the things in my dream started to vanish. I didn't see the songbird floating down from the branch and wasn't trapped inside a bloody cocoon anymore. Yet, no matter what I did, no matter how much I tried, the eyes of the songbird that gave me its feather remained in my head just like the cruel voice.
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