I was frozen.
I felt like a dozen hands were pinning my body. I wanted to scream but it was like my mouth was sewed together. Fear clawed at my heart. I try looking around but I could not move my head. I open my eyes and I was meted with a with celling and a familiar lamp hanging from the centre. I looked around with my eyes and I realized that I was in my room.
My safe room.
I took a few deep breaths to calm myself and waited a few minutes until I was able to move again. I sat up after I made my breath even.
I glanced at the alarm clock and it said 5:30 am.
I still have 15 minutes till I have to get up ready but I don't think that I can get back to sleep.
I've been waking up frozen in place since my 16th birthday, two weeks ago, not remembering what I dreamed about, just knowing that I was terrified and unable to move.
I got up and made my way to the bathroom seeing that I could have the bathroom all to myself. I did not like sharing with my brother. He stayed way too long in the bathroom. He was a boy and he took much longer than me.
My brother was the exact copy of me but in a boy version or I was a copy of him but in a girl version, because he came out before me. When I was small I used to think that I was older than him and he kicked me in our mother womb so he could come out first.
I pulled my clothes off and entered the shower. I thought about the way I been waking up since my birthday. It was always at the same time and in the same way.
It was strange.
I contemplated telling my brother about it many times but I felt like it would have been a very weird conversation. I did not want my brother thinking that I was weirder than I was already. With my purple eyes and the purple tips at the bottom of my long dark hair, it didn't take long for people to think I was a freak. I tried cutting the purple ends of the hair but in the next morning, it was purple again and in the same length.
Also as a joke, I shaved part of my brother's hair when he was sleeping, just because even if you did scream bloody murder next to his ears, he will continue sleeping. But, in the morning his hair was back to normal, with the purple tips too.
After I finished showering, I wrapped the towel around my body and made my way to my room. On the way there I bump my brother and almost feel down, his tall and broad body did not help my short and small one, luckily he caught me at the last second and pulled me upright.
I looked into his dark purple eyes and said "Good morning". He made his way past me grumbling something like "Morning" and "Watch where you are going".
I stared at my brother as he mistook the bathroom door and almost fell down the stairs.
I wondered how someone could appear so inhuman in the morning.
When I entered my room I went directly to look for clothes.
I was not that into fashion and I did not care about it anyways but that didn't mean that I liked people judging me. Having that kind of attention was uncomfortable.
What should I wear today? I really don't want Elli nagging me about my poor choice of clothes.
I chose black skinny jeans and a purple top. I also chose a black cropped leather jacket and my black boots. I combed my hair a few times, seeing that it was wavy and long, I did not worry about it that much.
I did not bother with makeup, my eyelashes were naturally long and I liked my face how it was. No need for unnecessary paint. My memo was If you don't like my face, then suck it up. Elli calls that stupidity.
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Paranormal Academy - Eternal (~ON HOLD~)
Fantasy"Hello, little Rose," he said, his voice dark and deep."I have been waiting for you" Suddenly he was on top of me. The cold of his body giving me shivers down my spine. "Please don't" I pleaded. "Don't be scared, my little rose" he whispered in my...