To Shake The Sleeping Self 소설 & 이야기

I woke up screaming. My body jerked upright in bed, my chest heaving, my heart pounding so hard it felt like it might break out of my ribs. My whole body was shaking. My hands trembled as I clutched at the sheets, grounding myself, reminding myself that I was here. That it wasn’t happening again.

Her whole body started shaking, but no one came to calm her down. No one. Snapping out of her nightmare, Anisia woke up from her sleep with tears in her eyes and shaky breath. She hurriedly got up and sat on the bed. She looked here and there only to find herself far away from that cruel past of her, but it still haunted her in her present. Her whole body was trembling. Her heart was pounding. Her breathing had turned abnormal. Anisia tightly squeezed her eyes while chanting to herself that she was fine….that she was safe because this was the only way which she had been using from the past ten years to make herself feel safe and secured.

the voice continues, and I heighten my senses. “Look at your hands. They aren’t shaking because you’re tired; they are shaking because the ‘you’ in there is losing its grip on the controls. You’re not just ‘taking hits’ anymore. Every time your head snaps back, a piece of your childhood, a memory of your loved ones, a bit of your basic math, it just… leaks out. You aren’t just tired, you’re resetting. Your brain is turning into a bowl of gray static, and the scary part? You won't even remember I told you this in ten minutes.”

I blink multiple times, feeling dizzy and losing my ability to stand. "Ah, careful there!" Sleepy is speaking over me now, I tumble into something soft, and when I open my eyes, I notice Sleepy observing me. His crimson eyes are filled with mischief, and I realize why—the bastard shrunk me! "What did you do?!" I hear the panic in my voice and cringe. I sound like a mouse or someone who inhaled too much helium. "I made sure you won't head to bed," Sleepy replies, watching me with deep curiosity. I glare at my friend to display my discomfort, and Sleepy looks away to hide a smile. His fingers withdraw from my body, forcing me to stand up by myself.

I put on baby pink silk pajamas with spaghetti straps and shorts on. I go to the kitchen where the bag of my medicines was. I fill a glass full of water and open the bottle. No more than two. I recite in my mind again and again. If I don't eat three I will have nightmares but I need something to knock me out. I want to have a dreamless sleep. But I can't do this to myself. YOU NEED SLEEP VICTORIA! The voice in my head says. But I can't take two. THEN GOOD LUCK RELIVING THOSE MEMORIES!

Someone was violently shaking my body. I lay ignoring them, thinking that they would get the message and leave me the hell alone but they seemed never to get the memo as I turned, hoping to be far away from their grasp. Shake. I hit the hand that gripped my shoulder hard aiming to snap it from the owner, turning again. Shake. "Stop." I said, sleep clouding me, evident in my voice as I turned again. Shake. "What!" I snapped, couldn't he understand that I was sleeping. What was wrong with that man?

I was too afraid to sleep. The first night was the worst. My body begged me to rest, but my fear kept me awake. I paced the small room over and over, my bare feet freezing against the stone floor. Every few minutes, my head drooped, my eyelids too heavy to hold up. I slapped my own face, hard, to shake off the sleep. When that didn’t work, I stumbled to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and let ice-cold water run over my hands before splashing it onto my face. The freezing shock made me gasp, my skin burning from the cold. "Stay awake," I whispered to myself. "If you sleep, he’ll come back."

Pru muttered to herself while lazily pointing at him then walked towards her dresser to blower. The scent from Pru’s shampoo’ d hair didn’t seem to help much as Shawn manliness was relentless and continued to grow harder. ‘What is my body doing to me?! Why are my thoughts like this?!’ He hid further inside the blanket. But not a second later, he felt the mattress on Pru’s side sunk. His body tensed and his temple throbbed. His whole being felt like something inside him clawing out, wanting to escape. ‘Sleep. Sleep. Sleep. Sleep.’ He chanted under his breath.

Laying still on the floor he can feel his eyes he can feel swept away in the darkness slowly breathing. "I would travel for free~" ** “Koishi! Koishi wake up!” feeling someone shaking him by his shoulder waking him up by his deep sleep. “Ahh~ just let me sleep” snapping the hand away Koishi turns the other way around drooling over the corner of his mouth. “Common get up as always you just went to sleep eating nothing more than you didn’t even change your clothes,” the voice said only made Koishi grow in response burring his face more into the pillow.

Shr could clearly see the fear that enveloped her being. "It's a dream. A nightmare," she whispered to herself then shook her head to erase what was bothering her mind. She stood up and did her daily routine for this week.