The Fear WithinI'm sitting on my chair, hunched over my laptop, the screen illuminating my face, showing disappointment in myself. My day has been very boring and uneventful, as what it has been for the past couple months. My average daily schedule would start with me waking up in the afternoon, overpowered with grogginess. I would slump out of bed an hour later, after I felt the slight burst of motivation to get out of bed. Many would expect that I get out of bed like a normal person, my feet making contact with the carpet floor. In reality, I just fall off my bed, the surprising experience never ceases to get old.The Fear Within2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
My next step on my to-do list of my daily life is crawl over to my door, lift myself off the floor, and with little to no attempt, turn the knob over, and plop down to the world outside. On occasion, I would imagine myself being a snake trying to open a door. I imagine myself slithering up the until I reach the knob, and once the door opens, I crash land right back to the familiar floor.