At a summer camp
bundle of memories and mysteries, revolve
With the chill rising in the room, I pulled the sheets from my friend, thinking she had taken mine. Then, a tug of war woke me to the shock of four bodies lying on the floor.
"Who are these people? Where are the others? Where am I?"
Wide awake to the sight, I crawled towards the door in horror, yet no one moved an inch for any noise. Finally, waking up with a knot tied to my friend's leg, she made sure I didn't have another sleepwalking episode. But who of the four let me in remains a mystery.
About the Creator
Parvathi J
Through my pages, I find the quiet complexities of pain dwelling in a solitary space, burdening life’s endless demands, and unburdening the voiceless noise.
Witnessing the questioning, I speak the deeper silence of my voice.
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