Insomnia Diaries Part1: Another
I returned home in the early hours of the morning, tired and sleepy. When I entered it was pitch dark, and in order not to awaken anyone, I carefully walked up the spiral staircase that led to my room. As soon as I put my foot down the stairs, I wondered whether this house was mine or another similar one.
Whenever I went up I was afraid that another man- he might be just like me - was sleeping in my room, he might have been dreaming of me, as I went up the spiral staircase in this way. I arrived, opened the door, and found him there, or perhaps it was me, in the room lit by the moonlight. Sitting wide-eyed on the bed.
We stared for a moment at each other. We smiled, his smile like the one on my lips, as if in a mirror. One of us was wrong. “Who would dream of another? One of us yelled, or we yelled together.
At that moment, we heard footsteps coming from a spiral staircase. Together we moved in one motion, and so we began to dream that it was me who was going up the stairs again.
Ah, the ol' looping story. Classic horror, and done well in four paragraphs.
I'm starting to feel like "Horribly Written Stories" may be a touch harsh for your collections!
It's titled this way because it's meant to be emotion-driven rather than anything real like actions.
Thank you for your words, although I have to admit this is one of the most unoriginal concepts I have written. But, it literally was the beginning of me trying this style.
Do you believe in astral projection? This is what the story calls to mind for me, the soul returning to the body after a night of traveling the astral plane. Really interesting concept.
Haha, could this character be drunk? This is like going round a circle! Best to just lie down and sleep this off. 😄
!CTP
i love this!!!!!!!!!
hehehehehe this is totally trippy but wild to think of - a dream but not a dream! kinda feels like it really did happy in that middle place in sleep/dreams hehehe
Very intense story especially considering there are only 4 paragraphs. Thanks for sharing.
around and around
as if you can't help but get stuck in the garden
wait... garden?
ahhh, there is a way out! Try the garden!
Nice and short story, it took a second to third reading before I got a meaning.
This is interesting to read. Its short but briefly heart popping. Its sound surreal