Something Wants to Tell me a Story
I have actually nothing to write about, until I heard something from beyond.
It's more than something. I knew it's lurking somewhere in the dark, or maybe under my bed. Or no... I think it's everywhere.
The sound now made me feel something.
As it keeps getting my attention, by its strange music, It also creates an intimate relationship with me.
The more I listen, the more it gets louder and the more I care the more it's touching me.
I wish I could move, for this sound and feeling to become a sight. But the darkness is numbing. All I can see is shadows, and some lights casted from my ajar.
The sound turned to a feeling, but it feels like it turns out to be a place. And I'm in it. I feel like I'm in every corner of it. I can now smell it.
It smells like winter. It's stinky. It's sad. It's cold. And it's calling me.
It can't be! I was just inside it, but now it is already inside me.
It feels like fear, gloom and anger... Maybe something more.
What is it? It feels like it wants to tell me a story from beyond.
HELP me.
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