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Caged
Heart
Breathe.
My chest rises and falls in a constant rhythm. I dare not open my eyes, dare not look at the
room around me. The muffled sounds are
enough to disquiet my mind, I don't need the images to go along with it.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
I lie as still as I can, my arms stretched straight on either
side of me. I've lost all feeling in my
body, and now it's as if I'm just floating in nothingness. If I were to concentrate hard enough, I could
feel the surface below me.
Exist.
Soft, comfortable. A bed
beneath me with a pillow under my head.
Blankets cradle me, holding me as if to say that nothing will hurt
me. The sounds around me do not reassure
me of that fact.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
I slowly lift my eyelids to see the hazy red dark around
me. The muffled sound of a beating heart
echos through this room. The walls move
in and out with the movement. Please,
make it stop, make the noise stop.
I want silence.
I glance around the room slowly and notice an opening, as if the
red of this room is but a curtain to be pulled back. I slide out of the bed and walk toward the
opening, peering out of it and into a dark hallway. The hall is narrow, but I run through it all
the same; anything to get away from that room.
Tight.
On either side of me are large ovular shapes which contract and
relax, pressing around me more and more.
My range of movement seems to become smaller and smaller. Oh, help me, please. I can't breathe.
Help me...
I squeeze past the things and slam into hard horizontal
bars. They seem to curl around me as I
reach my fingers through them. I want
out, I want out. But there's nothing on
the other side of these bars. Nothing
but blackness. Emptiness.
Please, I want out.
The cage is getting smaller, curling more tightly around
me. No, no, no, what is this? Why is this happening to me? The sound of the heartbeat is growing louder
in my ears. Stop, stop this,
please. The pulsating lungs press
against my back, making me squeeze between them. Oh please, help me, I can't breathe.
Let me out.
I'm pressed back into the heart room, fall back into the bed,
become ensnared in the blankets which won't let me go. The cage continues to shrink until it's only
around the bed now. There's no escape,
and the heart continues to beat.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
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Vera Aisling is a young author who specializes in fantasy, surreal psychological horror, and supernatural, as well as emotional pieces. She enjoys anime and video games as well as writing heart wrenching back stories for her beloved characters. Check out her blog at: https://dragonoftenebrae.wordpress.com/
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