I went home by taxi and the driver is listening to my lovely friend Liam on the radio. Suddenly i heard a familiar song. My cousin's song. Lego House by Ed Sheeran. He is on tour. He is the only one who knows what happens with me. He want to help me and do what he can if he is at home. But now i can beware myself.
I payed to the driver then i ordered pizza. Im trying to be healthy but today doesnt matter . Until the pizza come Im going to the a short bath. I don"t live in a big flat cause Im alone but the view is gorgeous. Its near to the Hyde park. In the bathroom the furnitures are calm brown and there is a medium mirror above the tap. I walked there to wash down my make-up and when i looked up i felt like, like my blood have been frozen my heart beated faster and I didnt want to turn around. I was scared . A man stood next to the shower and he stared at me smiling. It was only a moment . By the time i was brave enough to turn around I saw nobody. I went closer where the stranger stood but there was only a feather. Again.
I found a similar to this beside me in the hospital after the fire. . . I haven't talked about that.. .About 5 months ago i worked in a restaurant. Just me and the chef were inside. He didnt extinguish the oven what was burning with biggest flame and the room burst into flames.
The fire expanded and that asshole left me there. . he doesnt even tried to save me . My lung slowly filled up with smoke. I thought this is my story's end . I didnt see anything. Everything became insignificant and i couldnt even think. Somebody stood next to me and i didnt felt the anymore ground under my .Then i thought im died but not ..The next time i woke up in the hospital on my blanket with a similar feather but that was more . I dont know who saved my life . .i cant thank him . .
But the feathers i found almost every day . . . Who can explain me? And the man who appears in the mirror ? Im gonna be crazy? Or if i know myself that im crazy that means im not ? The doorbell directed me back to the reality. Pizza
I payed then i closed the door in front of the woman. poor... okay nevermind
The other part of the day I didnt do any interesting thing just did the topic for tomorrow to the radio programme. I just hold a cup of hot tea on the balcony and watched tonight's lights. I talked with Ed minutes ago. I didnt talk him or somebody else about the strange activities.. Maybe he d think that im doing drugs again or im not normal. ...probably im gonna go to a psychologist. I took down the cup to the table and i wanted to smoke for the first time since that things happened to me but the wind flew out of my hand the whole box. I was angry a bit then i wanted to walk inside to another box but the door slapped in front of me
"These are bad for you" - a voice whispered to me what made me nervous.I know that voice! What the heck is happening to me? I was close to start to cry . Why me? Whats this? Ghost? Someone's evil soul tries to scare me? I didnt hurt anyone . . .
I sit down in the balcony's door and sobbed in choking voice. I didnt bold to let my tears out. Suddenly i felt like when my parents covered me i felt warm and calm. But it was clear that two hands tried to hug me and and want me to calm . It was good but then i realized. . I stood up and wanted to quickly ran into but i ran into the closed door and hurt my head and i dont remember anything else
No comments:
Post a Comment