The noise was too much. I frantically search finding a lady bug crawling on the lamp shade. The clocks tick so loudly I remove the batteries. I turn down the heat because the ignition drills into my brain with the noise.
The sound of carbonation is too loud. The ice crashes against the side of my glass. I can hear myself swallow so I no longer drink.
Outside my windows tree branches with ice crack and the birds songs pounds into my head.
Ear plugs do not stop the noise. I wrap my head to block the sounds and lay under pillows to stop the NOISE.
No use. No use.
SOUND still finds me. There is no quiet place for me.
I push a thin blade into my ear hoping I will find silence.
DISCLAIMER: This is not real, nor true in anyway. Pure fiction.
16 comments:
is this fictional person hearing voices? LOL...
Fiction or not but after the worst migraine I have every had in my life on Sunday morning, this describes it perfectly. Well written.
This intensity is profound. I agree with the person who sighted Migraine. This is how it feels for me as well. It is also sometimes how it feels to be manic. Everything is hyper accelerated.
Great words, super writing.
I am a little frightened! Great writing but lay off the booze. That is one heck of a hangover.
I love it when you take a trip to FICTION Town, or when you just write like this - perhaps our minds have a little more in common than we think, Eh - the deep, the dark, the mysterious - bring it on Gail - I'm waiting for the next paragraph. ha,ha Love it :) Hi M, TM, A n Z :)
Dark and twisted! I like it.
Very dark indeed, and it suits me at the moment. Sometimes we are willing to do almost anything to just make it stop, whatever it may be that is causing the pain.
I could have read a lot more of it too, the pace and suspense were electric!
Lynne x
YIKES!!!
Oh, that was excellent. I was not ready for that ending!
Alex is right his comment is my comment:) Hug B
eek!
I imagine there are people like that...poor souls!...:)JP
Funny, but your story reminded me of my experience hearing a motor thrumming in the house we used to live in. I would get out of bed in the middle of the night to try and find the source. I couldn't decide what was making the noise, but thought maybe the noise was being 'broadcast' by vibration in the 2 x 4's of the house. Then, we moved to our new house. One night I woke up and heard the noise. The same noise. It slowly dawned on my that I was hearing things! Oh, my!
Steven King has some competition here ! Have a good day !
Sounds like someone suffering from a migraine trying to escape the noise.
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