sleeping in silence
"Mommy? Mommy? please wake up! your scaring me." little Chazydie exclaimed.
She didn't know what to do, they didn't have a phone or anything, she ran down the stairs of the building towards the quiet of the basement. it was cool there, no one to bother her, no noise, just silence. she could hear everything from there. people talking, going up or down the stairs, the dryers and washers, everything. A couple of minutes later she heard screams, and then someone dialing 911.
"Yes, we need an ambulance..." she cried silently straining to hear "...room 357, yes and hurry!"
She heard the sirens, and the footsteps running up to her apartment towards her mom lying in the floor cold, lifeless. she shuddered at the thought, there was nothing she could do. She heard someone coming down the steps, and closed her eyes tightly, she could feel them coming closer and now they were standing right in front of her. feeling their breath on her, she tried to move but they grasped her shoulders. their hands here clammy and cold, they felt, dead. she gulped and opened her eyes.
"AHHHHHHHHHH" she screamed, and jolted up in a cold sweat.
everything was fine, it was only a dream, one she had had time and time again. lately she'd been having horrible dreams and ending up on the level below her bedroom at the foster home. she figured it to be sleepwalking, but no one had seen her sleepwalk in all the time that she'd been there.
"i've got to get out of here, its killing me." she whispered to herself as not to wake her sleeping roomates. "oh geez. its 4:30 in the morning! i'm never going to get back to sleep." she sighed and flung herself onto her pillow.
Staring up at the ceiling counting the tiles like she did numerous times before, noticed something new. she sat up and looked more closely, it wasn't her ceiling at all! she looked around and noticed she was on the floor below her room. she couldn't explain it at all, she was so confused! she stood up and noticed she wasn't touching the ground. more freaked out than ever she ran up the stairs and ran for her room. she pulled out her suitcase, strange to think that this was used when she first came here. she packed it all up and snuck out the front door, she ran as far as she could, so far that she didn't even know where she was and she had lived in the same town since her mother died, 12 years ago. She found a quiet place under a tree to lay, it was almost morning, 5:45 actually. she just hoped her watch battery didn't die on her. it was so quiet, just how she liked it. it reminded her of the basement of her old house. she finally fell asleep, she was tired, she felt like she could sleep for days, and thats exactly what she did.