Staring At The Ceiling In The Dark Novels & Stories

There were no servants in the hallway. We entered his dark bedroom. He kicked the door shut and the room was pitch black. I couldn't see anything. My arms went around Adrian. He took a few steps forward, grabbed my hips and lifted me off. My feet touched the ground again, his hands stayed on my hips. "If I ask you to stay exactly in this spot, will you?" He asked me from above me. "Well, I can't see, so the change of me running into a wall is greater than me escaping." I responded. I really couldn't see anything.

She could not trust it for a while. The night was getting darker. She couldn't see the moon in black sky. Stars were glinting in the sky. There were several uncountable lights shining bright over the black sheet. She was staring at them. She rested her temple on the metal of railing and didn't break her stare from the sky. She was trying to find her parents from the stars. She was feeling giddy.

Maureen Laskovic: I didn’t want to wake up at all, but sleep refused to hold me down any longer. My eyes opened slowly to the quiet darkness of the room, and for a moment I simply lay there, staring at the ceiling, letting the stillness settle around me.

The lights dimmed instantly. Soft shadows stretching across the room. And then— The ceiling shifted. Panels sliding silently— Revealing glass. Clear. Open. The night sky unfolded above us. Endless. The stars scattered like diamonds— The moon glowing softly— Watching over us. I tilted my head back— Breathing it in. “I used to come here alone,” I murmured. “To remind myself there was something bigger than everything I was dealing with.” A pause. “That I wasn’t trapped.” Warmth surrounded me.

*Amber* Lying in bed, I find myself staring at the grimy, hole-riddled ceiling, which certainly doesn’t help my already sour mood. The empty grey walls seem to close in on me, and the entire space feels like a suffocating prison, deepening my sense of despair. I shut my eyes tight, hoping to find solace in the darkness, but my mind betrays me with vivid images I desperately wish to forget… pictures of Adis and that little blonde, laughing and enjoying their time together.

I guess it is the fact that I’d be able to do something that I couldn’t for a while. I continue working on my lids trying to open my eyes and I can feel them rising bit by bit. I slowly open my eyes and where I expected darkness, I see light. Oh shit! I quickly close my eyes back. Why the hell is my mind playing tricks on me? I can’t handle it. The best thing would be to keep my eyes shut and not play this game with my mind, but my curiosity won out. I open my eyes again and the light is so bright. The beeping is still there and the whispering has stopped. I look up and I swear there is a ceiling above me. That is funny because all of this time before, there has only been darkness. I try to

I have tо remember thаt nо оnе еlѕе is going tо look оut fоr mе, аnd I’vе got to keep doing it fоr mуѕеlf. I ѕtаrе up аt the molded curves of the ceiling, аnd nоtісе Blаkе’ѕ ѕhаvіng сrеаm аnd razor stacked nеаtlу оn thе соuntеr. Thе ѕtеаm ѕwіrlѕ іntо the fаn аnd the heat сlеаrѕ my mіnd a little.

The room is pretty dark and I can hardly tell a thing except for the white painted wall covering. I search the wall beside me for a switch and I see one with a paper that has a; pull up' written on it glued to the dial. Following instructions, I pull up the switch and a motor-like vibration sound fills the room as the white walls which cover the whole ceiling slowly draws down. My eyes widen in wonderment. The Moscow night sky comes into view with a glass like ceiling covering it. The array of glimmering stars filter the dark deep blue sky and the off white half moon not far from sight. Surrounding the ceilings are oval light bulbs that lit up the room.

Jake I lay awake, staring at the ceiling, as the hours crept by. My mind was restless, unable to shut off even for a moment. The darkness of the room felt stifling, and the sheets felt heavy on my body. The ticking of the clock seemed to get louder and louder as I tried in vain to fall asleep. Finally, I gave up and decided to face the morning, watching as the sky turned from black to a deep blue, and then a lighter shade as the sun began to peek over the horizon.

⤝⧫⤞ I wake up, the room is dark but there is no one around. It feels like an endless corridor as I walk around calling out to people. The more I scream the more I receive no answer back only from my echo. Frustrated, I curl up in a ball. I hide my head between my knees as quiet sobs escape my lips. I sit in the position for what seems like hours until a bright light appears in front of me.