Witch Hunt

III: The Mistake

Light. Bright, blinding light. I felt like I was standing on air, surrounded by a pure white on all sides. I wanted to know where I was, why I was there, or even what was going on. I couldn't see. It was like I was blind except everything was white, but I could still see myself. I was standing on nothing and everything but it felt almost...soothing. I didn't care much about leaving and there was no sign of it. Anywhere. 

I sat down on what I hoped was the ground, crossing my legs as I placed my hands against my ankles, looking out into the empty distance. I looked down, realizing that I didn't have much to my body, a similar color to the one around me but a different texture entirely. It was like I was apart of all this and I blended in with wherever I was, but it didn't scare me. I simply looked at this as if it had been normal and looked around yet again. 

My eyes stopped as I caught a glimpse of a figure, making a double-take as my eyes looked back in the direction. It was almost as if I could see someone in the short distance, a similar texture to mine, making me think there was someone else here. I began to squint, trying to make clear of what I had been looking at as I slowly leaned closer, closing my eyes to blink.

My eyelids began to flutter open as I squinted ahead of me, a ray of sunlight coming through the crack in my curtains across the room, shining into my eyes. Grunting I turned my body around, frustrated by the sunlight. "Damn sunlight..." I mumbled to myself, blaming my strange dream on the blinding light. 

After a few moments of me laying in my bed with my eyes closed, I knew that I was already awake and there was no getting me back to sleep. Not after the weird dream I had gotten myself up from. Knowing this, I pulled the covers from over me, maneuvering my legs to get out of them as I turned to touch the floor with my feet. I gave myself a few more moments of sitting, my hands sitting in my lap as I tried to wake myself up, staring at the floor. 

Once I felt like a minute had passed, I forced myself to stand. I headed toward my door, closing my curtain as I walked past it, going out into the hallway. I paused once I had made it out of my room, realizing that my normal routine wasn't anything that I was going to be able to do. I let out a sigh, turning myself around and heading back into my room, having remembered what happened yesterday. I had to study for whatever if I was going to pass the test and have some kind of freedom. 

I closed the door behind me, heading over to my bookshelf and grabbing another textbook than the one I had yesterday. I knew that my math textbook was still on the floor where I had left it and the next one was up to the luck of the draw. I slowly trudged back to my bed, feeling too sluggish to want to study at such an early point in the morning. Studying was the last thing I wanted to do and yet I was forced to or I would face a greater punishment myself. 

I turned and threw myself back down onto my bed, pulling open the book and staring at the page. The page stared back at me as it taunted me, telling me all the things I didn't know and all that I still needed to learn in a certain amount of time. I couldn't stop thinking about my dream and wanted to do something else and yet the book stared at me, knowing I needed to learn more. I grasped the book tighter in my hands, trying to focus and yet being unable to no matter how much I stared at it. My mind just wasn't in it and I wasn't going to be able to force myself into it.

My eyes dropped as the sluggishness came back, letting out a yawn as I slowly closed the book in my lap. There was no use of me trying to force it into my brain. I had just started and I felt as if I needed a break, needing to do something. I needed to go outside and do something that was worthwhile.

I picked up my book from my lap and placed it next to me on my mattress, standing up once again as I could slowly feel the tiredness escaping my system already. This was definitely what I wanted to do and I was going to make it possible one day. One day I was going to be able to explore as much as I wanted and be able to make a living from it. I wasn't going to go into living a life of building something I didn't want to. I didn't want to become an engineer or some construction worker that just followed instructions all her life.