Aesthetic short stories

dark blue

I layed in my bed, staring off into nothing. The lights were off, door shut, and it was dark out. No noises.

I had my playlist playing, which was cavetown, and my mind was in relax mode. I lay my head back, and enjoy the coziness of my pillows. My blankets welcome me into their embrace and i snuggle into the softness.

A light smile was on my lips as i listen to cavetown and hug my teddy bear.

Then the blankets were demanding more affection. I gladly gave my love and soul to them, thinking it was just normal.

So everyday i did this.

I rolled around in my bed, letting the blankets hug and keep me warm.

But no matter how much i gave my bed love, it always wanted more.

It became very tiring, as my once happy love for my bed was fading away. I just didn't like it anymore. It was controlling me from the start and i didn't notice...

One day the blanket asked me to give it a hug. I said no.

And it dragged me in, squeezing me in places were i didn't want it to. I yelled at it to let me go, but instead it gave me blue spots.

I stared in horror, as my once loving blanket, who kept me warm and safe, give me dark blue spots all over.

Telling me "now your mine. I've claimed you as my one and only."

Tears dot my eyes, as i nod my head.

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Can you guess what this is about?

-hiL