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The Start. a GR fanfic
I barely remember anything before I awoke in this place
except for the flashing lights and screams that surrounded me as
I fell to the ground and into the darkness of sleep.
When I awoke to blinding lights hitting my eyes and
strangers surrounding around me speaking in what seemed
to be foreign tongues to me. I tried to rise but I was chained
to the bed by my hands and feet. I struggled to break loose until
a man came in covered in sterile garb and spoke to me,his words
like whispers in my ears. Others followed in and spoke to him in
hushed whispers. they nodded and one of them;a man in a suit,
unchained me and lent me his hand.
To Be Continued...
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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