Year: 2015
It's about a teenager who has a serious illusion about MJJ whenever she sleeps. She eventually finds out that the ghastly Michael in her dreams isn't dangerous at all.
The story is going to be pretty long, ... pretty long.
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TIME 9:58PM
PLACE The Hospital
I had a question, why was I here taking a mental evaluation?
The doctor pushed his glasses up gently, "Cosmo, your results are in. So, you must have been through something," he laughed humorlessly.
"Yes?" I wasn't calm.
"Don't be scared, but… you've got a tiny object that's stuck somewhere in your head. And it's causing inchoate imagination. We're sorry to say that we need to investigate this further."
"A tiny object? Like a seed? Or a creature, is it growing?"
"We're sorry. This evaluation isn't enough to recount what it exactly is."
"What else do I need to do then?"
"Be hospitalized for a week from now. Don't worry, we'll get this thing out."
Now you might think that I was a pretty stern person, alone and imaginative. But I was factually an optimistic. I was a cartoonist with a little fame, and I had numerous amount of acquaintances, and a few real friends. Thus, this object in my head was so unpredictable.
TIME 4 HOURS AGO
PLACE Cosmo's Bedroom At Home
"Amy, I can't sleep— I see those eyes every night." I sobbed bitterly.
She was quiet for the moment on the other side of the phone, "I can take you to the hospital. I mean, not the hospitals for physical harms."
I laughed quietly. "Why don't you just say that I'll become a psycho path?"
She mourned, "wait right there, I'll go to yours."
"Oh, isn't it too late?"
"No, it is only 8:40, you go to sleep earlier and earlier these days."
"But I am sleepy," I blinked against the tiredness, "and I can't open my eyes. And when I shut them tight, I'll…I'll see…"
"Shh, don't recall it. I'm coming, wait for 20 minutes."
I sighed. "You're the best, Amy. I'll surely make it up to you when this is all over."
"Shh, now go eat something. That will alleviate the sleepiness."
"Thanks, Amy."
"All right." She hanged up in a hurry.
I smiled at how lucky I was. Amy gave me the best thing that had ever been mine.
TIME After The Mental Evaluation
PLACE The Hospital Lobby
"Cosmo," Amy called, "what's the verdict?"
"Well, you've got to guess."
"Sleep-deprived?"
"There is an object in my head that isn't supposed to be there." I explained.
"An object…" she winced, "that's curious. How big is it?"
"I thought he said it was tiny, but you know how doctors lie."
"Tiny object in Cosmo's brain." She pushed her lower lip up.
"In my head, not in my brain. That's different." I pointed out.
"So what do you need to do?"
"Stay. Here. One week."
"Sleep here?" she sounded like staying in a mental hospital was more serious than my illness. She was right somehow.
I nodded.
"Oh, but you can't! Hospitals are scary. And there are psychos everywhere, they sleep-walk around with their eyes open, and they make strange sounds that sound like…"
"Amy!" I patted on her head, "I'm going to stay here. And if you're worried, why don't you stay with me?" I teased, "I'm sure I'll take care of your pretty little mind."
"Oh, I am not staying with you in your psychological hospital," She provoked with a disgusted kind of look, "and I thought you said that you'll make it up to me."
"I will when all of this is over. A week later, I'll be out and you pick out a city, I'll pay for everything."
"Can you actually afford it?" she raised one eyebrow.
"Oh, I know you're stupid enough to not let me pay for everything."
…
We were happy.
After the registrations and stuffs, I leaped on to the new hospital bed, God was it harsh!
"Stupid bed! I miss mine at home, and yours is lovely too." I complained.
Amy was looking worried.
"Cosmo?"
"Yes?"
"Just, enjoy your time here. I mean, it is a hospital. But don't feel ousted. Take this as a lesson, don't stay up till dawn like your last months." She was serious.
"Well, those were necessary. You can't blame me. Do you want me to be as lazy as you?"
"I'm serious. Look at you now, strange object invaded you, whose fault is it?"
I let out a long breath, "Okay."
She smiled anyway, "do you want to get some rest?"
"Okay, but…"
"I won't go. I can wait for a few hours."
I looked at her with innocently grateful eyes in a playful way.
"Now you go sleep." She sat down near the bed.
I fell asleep in less than 30 seconds.
TIME Dreaming
PLACE Dreaming
It was so dark. I couldn't feel I was there. I wanted to stand up and walk around, maybe look for a light spot but I couldn't find my legs. Was I even a whole person? And what was wrong with this silence? My, it was so quiet, I could hear my breath, my heartbeat, my pulse near the wrist, the pulse at the end of the jaw altogether in the same beat. Yet these were only the strongest. I could hear something flowing softly along the beat, was it my blood flowing? My, how quiet… I could hear everything that's going on inside me.
My breaths are getting shorter, faster. I felt that something was coming.
Coming from my back.
Another system of life! Heartbeats, pulses, but where was his breath?
Could he be someone without breaths?
The beats of his were constant. And it was quiet enough to sense that he wasn't coming directly towards me. He was going in circles.
I tried to bit my finger, but no arm came up to my face, I just felt the breathless man stopped moving in circles and came a little bit closer to my direction. My breaths were faster. And the other creature came faster as well.
I didn't dare to turn around, although I knew turning around when he was inches away was worse, but still, I didn't move.
I waited for him instead.
"Who are you?" My, I could speak in this situation. My sound was so loud and broken.
"Haa…" he let out a long breath, but didn't inhale back.
His sound was familiar to me.
"Just tell me who you are," I didn't forget to be polite, "please."
He laughed a melodically laugh. Now I knew who he was. The person wasn't someone that could have slipped my mind.
It was Michael J. Jackson.
A/N:
My, I was so thrilled when this idea came to me! Hope you guys enjoy it! Thanks for reading and please review, please review! It's our culture to say the important stuffs for 3 time. Please review! :)
BTW, My name's Hestia. :)