1:45 am.
That's what the clock read. I was wide awake, staring at the digital numbers as they counted down until the party I had been invited to.
I was nervous. Very very nervous. I had fumbled my words after being invited, and said something stupid. I felt so embarrassed after saying it that it kept me up most of the night.
I decided to sleep off my anxiety. It only came back the second I stepped into the party. I found myself in the corner, holding a cup of a drink I didn't really want.
I surveyed the people around me, seeing friends and possible crushes talking to other people. But my anxiety forced me to stay in the dreaded corner so I couldn't speak to them.
I silently cursed out my anxiety, only to hear a quick remark back.
"You ain't the best to be around either, hun."
I was a little shocked and ran to the bathroom to escape whatever person had just talked to me, apparently in my head."That was weird.." I mumbled to myself, looking in my own eyes after splashing my face with water.
"Only gonna get weirder, bud."
My eyes widened once more, realizing that this voice came from my own head. I sat down in the tub of the bathroom, having locked the door on my way in.
I ran my hands through my hair, thinking this was all just some effect of the alcohol I had been drinking. I was stressed and my breathing was getting worse by the moment.
"Whoa, whoa. Calm down. You're making me a big deal. Paranoia is coming and you and I both don't want that."
The voice tried to calm me, making me more confused and scared. I held my knees close to my chest as I spiraled into a panic attack. Suddenly there were two voices, and I was even more scared.
"Hello, Anxiety. Is this your doing?"
"In a way, Para. I guess he didn't know how to handle me speaking to him for the first time. Scared the shit outta him."
The original voice sounded annoyed, as if the new one had done something to piss them off. I wasn't paying attention though, as I was starting to pass out from the panic.
All of a sudden it all stopped. Like nothing had happened. I could breath normally, I wasn't scared or stressed. I blinked a bit, trying to realize what had happened.
Then I stood up. But it wasn't me in control. I stood up, left the bathroom, waved to my friends and went home. All not in control of my own body.
"What the hell is happening?!" I asked, hoping those voices could give an explanation.
"I'm taking us home. Relax."
This was a new voice. How many voices are in my head?! I felt very drowsy the whole time but even still I tried to figure out what was going on.
"Why can I hear you.. erm.. voices in my head?" I asked, blinking as my body unlocked my front door and walked inside, locking it as I closed it.
"Well someone- couldn't keep their quips in."
"Oi! The bitch called me a burden! What else was I supposed to do? Take it?"
I was taken aback, surprised at the sudden materializing of two people in front of me as I gained control of my body again. I was in my bedroom, now sitting on my bed.
One looked like someone with severe sleep problems and anxiety, the other looked like they caused anxiety in people, they sure did in me.
"U-um... w-who are you?" I asked, glancing at them.
"Wait, you can see us? Shit, you must really hate me if you willed me into a physical body. Para, not sure how you got one too." The sleep deprived one said, glancing at the taller and more intimidating one.
They only scoffed, looking to me and beginning to speak.
"Well, to put it simply. We are physical embodiments of your emotions. Or facets of your personality. I am Paranoia, this idiot is Anxiety." They responded to me, explaining the situation.
I heard a small gasp and a quick remark, but I ignored it as I sat there, staring at the sheets of my bed and processing all of this.
"How is this possible..." I mumbled to myself, not noticing a third person appear between the other two, who were bickering.
"I believe I can explain how this has happened. And you two, shut up." They said, catching my attention and silencing the other two.
"Great another one..." I mumbled, looking at them as I set my head against my arms which held my legs to my chest.
"You finally gained a connection to us, your emotions, and are now able to physically see us and speak with us. I am Intelligence, nice to meet you. These are the twins, though they probably introduced themselves already."
I just stared at them, blinking a bit after a while.
"This has got to be some weird dream, I'm going to sleep." I laid down in bed, pulling the sheets over my head to ignore them.
"That ain't happening. Get up." This was the voice I heard earlier when I wasn't in control of my own body. As if by command, my body threw off the covers and sat up.
"The hell!?' I yelped, looking at the three... no... now there was four of them! Just my luck.
"Hiya babes, you ain't sleeping yet. We wanna talk since you can now."
I scoffed and tried laying back down, only to feel like I had drank ten energy drinks.
"Ugh! Fine, what do you want?" I looked at the new person, they looked comfortable in their clothes, ready for bed even.
"I'm Sleep, but you ain't getting that yet. You're gonna meet the others! Sit tight, I'll get them."
I groaned and laid on my back, rubbing my eyes as I suddenly felt a weight on the bed beside me.
"The others are probably gonna hate you, ya think?"
"Fuck off, Anxiety. Not in the damn mood." I remarked, giving them a glare through my fingers.
"I think I know who Sleep grabbed first~." They got up with a chuckle, walking back to Intelligence and Paranoia.
Sleep appeared again, this time with two people. This was gonna be a long night.
"Hiya babes, I'm back! This is Annoyance and Discomfort. Two sides of the same coin, but very different." Sleep introduced the two, who waved when their names were said.
The waves were very different. One was quick and filled with, well, annoyance. The other wave seemed to be slow and wary.
I looked at them, flashing a small smile before laying my head back down.
"Can I sleep now? It's midnight already." I groaned, sparing a glance at the clock.
"Fine, you can meet the others tomorrow. You are exhausted anyway." Sleep replied, earning a sigh of relief from my side of the conversation.
"Finally..." I got back under the covers, pulling my head under.
I said one final thing as I fell asleep.
"Thank you, Anxiety, for making my life hell..."
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Oi! Ezra here! This idea is one I actually really freaking like. So weird and interesting. I have the urge to actually write a book using this idea, but I wanna see if y'all would like to read it!! I'm probably gonna end up changing a few characters and adding new fonts in for some new characters. That'll be a little harder to do, but it's worth it! So comment if you'd like to read a book with this storyline!!!
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Song-Inspired Stories
Ficción GeneralI tend to get inspired by songs to write stories very often. So I have dozens and dozens of stories floating around my brain. I need a place to put them so I can focus on other things. So here we are.