Reformity

6- Shaley

Things are changing, I can feel it.

Just this, feeling I have.

Like somethings about to happen.

Weird things have been happening to me lately, instead of complete pitch black and me being the only one here, I've been having these lucid dreams.

They're only 3 seconds long at most,

But they're just so... real.

I keep seeing this light, I'm lying on a make shift bed composed of a small metal frame, struggling to hold my weight, and some ragged old sheets. I'm in a large cavernous like room, the walls are made of a dark brown rock and there are other beds here too, rows upon rows of them covering the floor leaving almost no room for anyone to stand. There's always a woman nearby, sometimes she's standing beside me looking at me, other times she's sitting in a chair next to me. She only ever seems to be happy or sad when she looks at me. The first time I had the dream she was sitting in a chair, then she must of sensed movement in my direction or something because her head shot up and she looked straight at me. Her eyes widened in what I thought to be disbelief and I saw a smile start to take over her face before I went back to my pitch black world.

I'm not sure what everything means yet, but I'm determined to find out.

I feel stronger every day, with more energy and strength willing something to happen.

Every inch of my body is on edge waiting to pounce at the slightest hint of movement.

I'm still don't be able to move, but I feel as though it's coming.

The feeling of anticipation is overwhelming,

and waiting for this, this... thing to happen is killing me.

I feel like I've always hated surprises.

I've always been one of those "rip the bandaid off" people.

Why does the world force us to wait for something to happen.

What I imagine as the perfect world is one where we can see into the future, there is never any wondering about what's happening or what is going to happen, it's all right there for you to see.

A world where there is light beyond the shadows of darkness that cloud your vision, and there is colour waiting around every corner.

It has to exist, I know it does.

And maybe when when this waiting game is all over,

and the world stops it's cruel practical joke of leaving me in the dark with everything (literally),

I can find that world.

Because, there is honestly no place I'd rather be.