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Black and White Tie Event

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The different tones of chuckles roared through the air of an event that seemed important. It was a black and white event. Suits after suits, well-groomed men walked along each other exchanging business cards while conversing interesting topics of data analytic finds. Elegant gowns sweep the floor clean from women who held their confidence up to their chin.  The event was beautiful. Bubbles danced as people drink the liquid that held them. A low murmur of jazz kept everyone cool. Where was I? I looked at my hands. Black gloves with a red emerald wrapped around my wrist. I wore a black slit dress that hugged every part of my body. I was surrounded by five men. Exchanging what sounded like ideas of many kinds of topics. I laughed and enjoyed my conversations of both good and bad ideas to these unknowns.  I was part of this event. Why am I here though? What is my purpose here? A pull tugged my right arm. "I thought it was you. You always seem to break necks wherever you go. Just l...
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Rested

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Cool and collected. I adjust my skirt and picked up the three books I see in the hallway. The scent in the air felt so warm. Unlimited amount of pages everywhere. All around me.  I was to find where the books will be placed.  One in the Gardening section, the second at the Business section and the last; History. The ticking of the clock pedal was loud but relaxing. I adjust my glasses and sat down to the nearest stool I can find. I took a deep breath and looked up. "Hey there," he said with a smirk. I glance over towards the voice and I remember seeing those smile lines. They were genuine. "I don't know if you remember me from the past, but I'm glad to see you after all these years." I felt my eyebrows aching just a little from confusion. "I'm sorry. I don't remember you at all." I said with a concerning thought that I may offend this person for saying a sentence he didn't want to hear.  "I would have thought so and ...
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Breathless

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03.30.2020 On my knees. My breath was heavy but frantic. I hear cries around me. I tried to cover my ears, but I couldn't move. Not an inch... I kept saying to myself to not cry like the others. To stay quiet. To breathe deeper, slower, but silence. To close my eyes and think of where I wanted to be; away.  This intense panic brushed me. I opened my eyes and the shoes were in front of me. Towards me. I kept my glance on the shoes and my tears started to roll down. My breath; steady. My chest feels like it's suffocating. My mind raced to questions.  Why is this happening?  Is this how I grow?  I felt my shoulders drop and my breath slow down, my eyes still drolling. I took my last inhale. The body; paralyzed. Knees locked in place. Hands together. I look up and the right side of my face feels nothing but pain.  I saw the buckle of the belt and I saw blood drip on the rug.  The foot moved on to the next one and I immediately got...
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Dates on Paper

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03.27.2020 The T.V. turned on. Static. No show. No noise. Just a silent static... I sat in a room with an empty table except these papers written with dates on them. Just dates. Nothing more. Someone sat in front of the TV. Phone out. Looking at me and the phone. I don't know who it was.  I walked towards the person and the figure faded away. I was left with nothing but the papers of dates in my hands. A voice talked, "I need to delete these. These are fucked up to have." I asked, "Why?" The papers started to fly away. I ran towards the papers as if they were important and they started to fade away.  The figure slowly appeared again and stood on the table.  The papers were underneath the figure's foot. "They are my past" and I asked, "Why? They are past memories you never wanted to leave."  I get a gentle touch on my hand and I asked; "Why do you want to delete those pasts now and not consider it in the begin...
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Silenced Eyes

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03.25.2020 I was in a hallway. Super dark but enough to kinda see that it's a hallway. I had nothing to see with. I remember making sure my right hand and my right foot were touching the wall. To guide me where I am and not get lost (to know for myself that I was walking forward and only forward. The purpose of touching the wall with my foot was to make sure I would be able to pinpoint a socket which allows me to know that I'm either inside or outside a building). I don't know why I did that whole 'touch the wall' thing but that's just what I did when I couldn't see anything. When I kept walking forward I started to get really nervous and a little scared. The air started to feel heavy and I still couldn't hear or see anything.  I started to hear this whisper behind me calling my name. It was so chilling that I started to sprint. The whisper started to become louder and it started to feel like this voice had malicious intent from my past triggers...
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