Isolated

Ch. 1

Peeking from under the blankets, the sun has rose. The curtains have parted apart as the children come out to play. The sound of their laughs and the basketballs bouncing around in unison echo in my head. Will this ever stop? Will I ever feel normal?

One thousand and one stories appear in my head as I wonder every night where I will appear. Have I done something wrong or was it just that cursed notebook I used to write in every night? It can't be. This has become my home. The only normal person must live behind the wall, the wall separating me from reality; or was it really?  I must hold on to this journal up until the end. It is the escape that will keep me from doing other things. I tiptoe down the stairs and at that moment I can hear the mothers call their children in unison. It's always the same eerie tone; every. single. time. I've thought about breaking their cycle! But, I'm in fear of what would happen. To me & to the person on the other side. Who have I involved in my stories that could be the person on the other side? Am I sure there's someone on the other side? Yes, and I'm more than sure. I can feel a little speck stuck in the same universe as me. I sound silly but I just know there's someone, somewhere on the other side, waiting to think of some way out.

No one lives in the house that I woke up in but the bedroom I stay in becomes plain white at 12 am & pm sharp. That's when I change locations. It has been happening to me for quite a long time that I genuinely lost count but I'm used to it now. It never feels safe to always do this but it never feels comfortable to be away from home either. I find it much better to stay in this strange house than leave and listen to those noises outside but I've had enough. I've got to risk it. I'll find a way out of here and I'll get the someone from the other side with me. I run down the stairs and the moment I open the door, a mother is there to greet me.

"Hey darling. You want some pie? You seem very pale and hungry."

"Uhhhh. No thanks, I actually just ate!" I hesitate as I slowly back away from her. She frowns. I've got to run for it now or never.

The more I run, the more confidence I loose. It feels like I'm running away from the neighborhood but really its like I'm a stick figure running on a piece of paper. Finally, I hit something. I close my eyes hoping I've hit the wall I've been seeking for earlier but I'm back in the neighborhood. How?! I give up. It's impossible. Nothing will ever work out.
I sit there hoping and waiting for the scenery to change. The last time I looked at a clock was last night. Going back home will mean I might risk meet that lady freak again; NOT what I want. But there's no way I'm staying outside where the kids could turn around and watch me with their smiles.
I've reached "home" with the same minimalistic look but something's different. Something just doesn't feel right. Who am I even kidding anymore, I'm in the middle of no where in the universe and still wondering what's going wrong. But then I notice it, Time. It's gone crazy.
I sound psychopathic. I really do. Although I know I'm not, what I see proves the opposite. The clock is twisting and turning and time is dropping into pieces.
Finally, it stops. It all just stops.

Hey Guys! Author person here! I know I've been gone for long.. school. But this story is the actual story I'll continue writing 😂 I promiseee hehe. I hope you enjoyed the first chapter! Thanks for coping with me!!!!