Thursday, 15 December 2011
08:16:23 PM (GMT)
Nya! This isn't finished yet, just something I cooked up while I should have been
examining my Biology test! If it's terrible it was because I almost fell asleep!
Once bright, happily lilac eyes had lost there charm, staring out blankly at the
padded cell in front of them. They closed for a brief moment as chapped, bloody lips
took a shaky, pained breath into lungs being crushed under the tightness of a
straight jacket. The admitted patient flipped now greasy turquoise hair for a moment,
wishing for hand movement to push it back, to at least put the dulled multi coloured
hair into a bobble until it was to be washed. But alas, it would never look as
vibrant as parrots feathers again until freedom was allowed.
Alexandro tried to think when his ordeal had begun, when he'd been taken to this
prison. He willed his brain not to succumb to the narcolepsy that would surely make
his delve into this 'madness' he'd been accused of. Alexandro was not mad- he knew
why he was seeing things. That...nurse had supplied him with faulty medication
and he knew that now. But in the end, it was put down yo hysteria. Alexandro knew
that if narcolepsy was left to progress, it would eventually lead towards things that
should only be seen in dreams to become blurred into Alexandro's perception of the
reality around him.
It wasn't insanity.
It was just narcolepsy.
The boy let out a tired sigh, shifting around and feeling the pins and needles in his
legs make them heavy. He wished so much to get in touch with Melissa, to hear his
meister's voice again. He felt sick at the thought of her upset, the thought of her
crying over him missing. Then there was Dana- oh god Dana. Was he being stronger,
acting positive while breaking inside? Or was he a bigger emotional wreck than the
girl? It hurt to think it, to imagine it and it killed him that it was all because of
Possibly finished later.