Reverie Monologue

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It all felt like a hurried illusion tangled amidst a fragrance of sweet Rosemaries and cinnamon buns to help keep me rooted in place. I had not the faintest idea of what I was doing, except for the sporadic intervals where the voices inside of my head kept repeating that I was straying too far away from the palms of safety. I promised myself that I would disperse just as soon as I broke the surface and soothed my troubling curiosity and wonders. I imagined that my current situation was purely temporary, but attempting to reassure myself only led to my unfortunate disdain. Like an aberrant game of a cat after the mouse, the unfaltering seconds continued to penetrate the oblivious minutes as the miniscule grains of sand nearly pervaded to cease …show more content…

Would you please come over here for just a second?" My mother awoke me from my reverie, shattering the near, but distant truth quite jarringly and beckoning me over to her vacant side. The minute I arrived, she began lathering my body with sun block- strawberry scented if I pristinely recall. The pungent aroma continued to irritate my nostrils, forcing a timid sneeze to exit through my nose and into the still quiet winds. "Aren't you excited?" She asked, with just enough serenity inside of her words to abruptly change my terror- stricken state to that of pure eagerness and anticipation. I nodded my head vigorously and answered in a state of …show more content…

If I let go just now, I would never rise to see or hear the twinkling laughter of my Mother or see the aspiring smile on my Father any other day. I would never play hide and seek again or ignite a fire in one's heart. My body might possibly be never be found and if so, I would be forever forgotten as a pile of decomposed skin and bones underneath the ground. Forever, would I remain a poignant piece of thread just hovering around in oblivion? At the time, I was so mercilessly afraid of oblivion. I flailed my arms about continuously and forced my eyes to stay open. I had to break free. My arms shot upward and I sky-rocketed through the underwater sky like a bird. It was the sensation of flying that distributed the hope to continue inside of my heart and soul. I flapped my wings and pushed back with my feet just as a tadpole came into my blurring view. I tried imitating its movements, creating a mermaid's swishing tail with my closed in legs. I was losing my breath and I was losing it swiftly. I had to break

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