Olivia Hamel
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Dear One
I jolted awake. My body was alert and tense. Streams of sweat raced down my back, pooling on a cold metal surface beneath me. My mind lagged trying to grasp my surroundings. On the edge of my consciousness I felt a presence patiently waiting, but right now my main concern was catching my breath. I focused on summoning air from deep inside my diaphragm and drawing it up towards the top of my head. This was the only technique that could, and had, broken the spell of sleep paralysis, which I have endured countless times before.
By Olivia Hamel4 years ago in Fiction
Orgonized
The End About three feet away stood the only obstacle between my freedom and me, a singular windowpane. Seemingly an easy feat. However, once I pried myself off the ground I would make myself visible to my pursuers. I took a few shuddering breaths, and stabled myself. I had just enough power left to create one last diversion (and still retain energy for my departure). I cleared my mind, and then slowly started to conjure an image of a robin. Crystal clear in my mind, I felt a tug at the edge of my consciousness and then a light pop. Trilling filled my ears and I knew I had been successful. My eyes snapped open and before me was a robin; perched on the edge of the bed I was crouching behind. Tilting its head, peering at me. It puffed out its chest, and then with a slight nod, it opened its wings and floated over to the door and began to sing.
By Olivia Hamel4 years ago in Fiction
