The Unseen

    I open my eyes and my sight glimpse at the ceiling.

    "I can't sleep, why is that," I get up and sit on my bed and look around my room, its filled with darkness and the little of light that can be illuminating from the window coloured the light in a green dark colour and in shades around the room. Its as if I was underwater in the sadness of the ocean for it to this particular colour. The room was quite and no sound is awake and all is asleep. The teddy bear on the shelf that I out grown of sits quietly on a particular shelf. It stared at me as if though it felt abandon and regretted and its love has been frozen up inside of it, untouched and unshared. I blinked twice and turned my head away from it as if thought it doesn't exist and look elsewhere. "Why can't I sleep." I looked down on my feet and had both hands on my head. My body is empty, its like an empty shell with nothing going on in it, my head starts feeling with little thoughts and it wonder on its own. I left my mind fill with thoughts and I if as I lost control to channel the flow of them. 

    "Michelle......" a whisper is heard calling me, is sounded as it was in her head but my ears cannot determine its sound of origin. I get up and looked around the room to find for myself to find the source of the call. "Michelle....," the whisper is heard of again but I looked around and still can't find where its coming from. I stopped for a moment and looked at myself at the mirror, what I see was a young girl with messed up hair from the slumber of her sleep, she seemed tired and timid, she can't sleep, she can't control herself, she can't figure out if she is just hearing things or it really is a noise. She had pajamas that match the colour of the transparent light through the window.

    "Aren't you a pretty girl...hehehe," the whisper is heard of again and is sounding if its mocking her. I turn my attention from the mirror and looked at the front door of my room.

    "Who....are you?," I blinks twice and walks out the door and destines myself to go to kitchen to get a drink of water. I looked around and the hall was quiet, the only sound that can be heard is from a ticking clock which fills the think atmosphere with a theme of suspence and that time was also present. I walked down the halls and tries to find the stairs but as I walk the sound of the ticking clock sounds louder and louder as I get closer to where it stands. It sickness me, the ticking is so loud and its irritating my mind, I just need to get past it. Its getting worse, its in my mind now and the sound is more enhanced...just make it stop, MAKE IT STOP. I make contact with clock as I get pasted it, I take off the wall the yank out the batteries to make it stop. The clock slowly dies and I feel relief and all goes quiet again. 

    I walk on and continues, I looked around and the halls are filled with some pictures on the wall, their figures that are still. Is like their trap in them, they're filled with life in them yet time does not exist from them. Their still and their faces are frozen in place, its almost kind of creepy if you stare at them for a while. Who ever the Artists and Photographers are, are the ones responsible for this. 

    "Ahhhhhhhh...." a child's scream is heard and I got frightened, I walked on with a quick pace and looked around, "What was that?." I looked around and the pictures on the walls begin to fall of the wall as I go down the hall more and it begins to fill with more darkness yet still see able, I find the stairs and walk my way down them.

    "Michelle..why are you so scared, hehe....," it says a bit louder as I almost lost my own footing and make it down. "Where are you going...," it starts to get a darker voice. The walls around me begin to be filled with darkness as it swallows the wall slowly, I looked around frightened figuring where to go next and my eyes stopped at another door, I ran towards it as the darkness behind me is catching up as it swallows everything, I opened the door and slam it shut.

        I had my eyes widened and I place both hands on my head and tried to control myself but my heart is racing and my body is twitching all over. What was that, am I imagining things?, is this even...real? I breath in more than usual and presses my hands on my chest feeling my heart pump, I could even hear it as if though it wants to explode from my chest. I'm losing control of myself, I feel everything slipping away as if though my entire body is rebelling against me. My mind is filled with the darkest of thoughts and start to hear it whisper to me, in its dark tone it scratches my ears and feel it engulf my surroundings.

    "What do you want from me?" I cries out with both hands on my head, I start to lay on my butt and lower my head on the floor.

    "Michelle....." it says in a wicked dark voice now, I feel its fingers on my shoulders and feel the fingertips press on it, its cold, I feel it cool my blood as it sucks out the warmness it exhibits. It plays with me, I can't see it, where is it? This invisible force is playing with me and became its puppet, its taking my torture for its pleasure. "Why do you ignore me Michelle....., I'm the thing that lives in the farthest reaches of your imagination, I'm always there that stops you in you're tracks..what am I?"

    I feel it's hands turn to claws and move from my shoulders to my spine, ribs, and stomach it's feeling me with chills it leaves behind its trail, it rubs all over my body, thickening my blood. "Why is this happening?, why?, leave me alone, GET OUT OF MY HEAD, stop just stop!" I shakes off my head and feel my sanity slipping from me, what must I do, how can I stop this. I try resist but the power of this unknown force is too strong and it seems to strange me its will. Its haunting me, I can't see it, where is it? I thought for myself and reset my mind to solve the mystery, I looked back at all the supernatural occurrence that's been happening to me since I got up from bed, then it hit me, this dark voice in my head, is it real?, I don't know. I blink twice and notice as on the outside I was beginning to be swallowed by the darkness into a black hole as its about to take me away. My entire body is starting to go in this hole, I need to make it stop.

    "Dark voice?" I call out to it.

    "Yes dear, have you figured it out, " it says in humour manner as if it enjoys my resistance. 

    " You say why I ignore you right and that you live in the farthest reaches of my imagination and you keep from the light and stop me in my tracks.....are you the monster that lives inside that is known as.....fear." I looked in a serious manner as I await for it to respond back. 

    "................Correct, you figured it out, yes I'm known as the monster that makes you're spine chills and fill you with the darkest of thoughts, yes Michelle, I'm fear and I'm the monster that dwells inside of you. " It suddenly begins to manifest in my sight, it turns to a figure. The only think that can be seen is its sharp teeth and eyes. It stands there for moments before and my eyes feeling tired I only blink twice before I see everything gone before my eyes.

    The room I was standing was another hallway, the room was silent yet again and the clock from upstairs all, ticks alive again as if was never touch in the first place, I looked confusion and wonder what just happened and I see everything back to what it seems like. I got up on both of my feet and walked into the silent kitchen still looking confused, I fill myself a glass of water and let it slowly go down my throat as I drink it whole. I feel my head cleared and I looked outside the kitchen window and take in the moment staring blankly. I put the cup down and made my final destination back to my bedroom. I felt the wooden floor upon the bottom of my feet feeling the rough texture it upon and walked upstairs. I looked to see that none of the picture frames were actually fallen but still in the same place and saw the light in room that is going through the crack of the opened door. I opened the door to see everything is still like the way it used to be. The sad ocean floor coloured light is still present in bedroom, I sat on my bed and laid down on it. I grab hold onto the covers and place it over my body. I let my own mind take me into a slumber as my eyes looked upon the ceiling.

    "It never was there, was it, it wasn't real...but still....why," I looked on the ceiling more as I blink more. The darkest of thoughts lies in the farthest reaches of our mind, something we don't see, something that lives in the shadows. It does not existing, it cannot be seen, yet it still haunts us. It keeps us from moving any forward, stop us dead in its tracks. It lives in our darkest of imagination on what scares us, its lock up in our minds as if it was a prisoner and should not be let out. Its gone, but was it really there to begin with?..was it really there?

I blinked a few more times before I finally fall soundly asleep.