Drabble #02

I was always envious of those people who could sleep tight on their soft and warm bed.

Those who don't wake up in the middle of the night have a hard time falling back to sleep and sometimes, not at all. It makes my brain explode during the day time and it's hard for me to function very well. Although I am used to not getting enough sleep, I still hoped that I'd get a good sleep so I kept on wishing and wishing for it to happen.

One night, I fell asleep and to my surprise, I woke up, feeling the warmth of the sun on my face and not in the middle of the night. "I-Is this true? I was able to sleep properly last night?" I thought. I know I may be overreacting a bit but who doesn't want to get enough sleep?

For years, I've been struggling to sleep properly until today. One week has passed and I am enjoying my sleep but my happiness soon ended one rainy night.

It was raining so hard. I could feel the coldness of the breeze touching my skin so I had to cover myself using a thick blanket. As I did, I lay down on my soft bed to go to sleep.

Little did I know, I will no longer wake up to the real world.

As I opened my eyes, I saw myself standing in a field of plain grass, wearing a white duster. It felt peaceful -- a feeling that I didn't feel for a while.

"Where am I?" I thought. I began walking to explore my surroundings but no matter how long I walked, I didn't see anything but the trees with healthy green leaves, the clear blue sky as the warmth of the sun illuminates the lake with crystal blue water. "Is this heaven?" I joked. Well, not a good joke because if I am really in heaven, it only means that...

"Did I die in my sleep?!"

At the thought, I began feeling the panic rush over my body.

I don't want to die yet!

Sure, I wanted to get proper sleep but never have I wished to be in an eternal sleep. I hope I am just dreaming. I kept on walking, trying to find a way or maybe, someone who's also in that place. The place is so peaceful and healthy that it is too good to be true, you know what I mean?

I kept on walking, hoping to find another human being until I found a boy wearing a black coat. I don't think he's a grim reaper because a grim reaper is not as handsome as this boy who's sitting under the tree while biting his red apple. If only I had my sketchpad and pencil with me, I'd probably sketch him already and stay here.

Okay, that was definitely not a good joke because I am not planning on staying in this place forever! I need to find answers. I want to wake up and live in real life again - that's if I am not still alive. I walked up to him and got his attention.

“Uhm excuse me mister? Can I ask a question?”

He stopped biting his apple and looked up at me with his cold crystal blue eyes. For a while, he did nothing but stare at me blankly which made me feel uncomfortable. I really didn’t want to be stared at by anyone at all.

“Can you talk or what?” I said. “Stop doing that. It’s making me uncomfortable.”

His hood fell down, revealing his messy ash brown hair and his pale face. Was he lacking iron or was it just his natural color? He looked like a zombie. Okay, I am not insulting him or anything but because of his pale color with his dark circles under his eyes, he looked like a zombie.

“A guest?” he said. He threw his apple away and stood up to face me.

“Why did you throw that apple? That’s a waste! You should have given it to me. Not that I really wanted to eat the apple from a stranger because I just know that I don’t trust you.”

He stared at me blankly. “You’re loud” to my surprise, I felt my lips zipped and when I touched my lips, it had a zipper!

Did he do this?! That’s why I could no longer speak. I can only let out whimpers. So I did what I had to do.

I moved forward and headbutted him.

And he didn’t even flinch! What is he? A magician or something?

“Hey! That hurts!” he hissed, throwing deathly glares at me so I stepped back. “Why is there a human in this place, anyway?”

He flicked his finger and suddenly, we were transported to a different location where there was lots of fire, voices screaming and weeping.

That moment, I knew that he took me to hell – I think.

But if he thinks that I won’t try to escape from this fiery place, he’s wrong.

It’s not going to be easy because of the stupid zipper he placed on my lips but I still have my feet, hands, legs and my brain, you know? As long as I’m here, even though my functions are incomplete, I can still fight.