🎶Wake up, wake up. Gotta get this paper, get this cake up🎶
-Jhené Aiko
Naija~
MY body felt light. Like I was floating. I can't explain the feeling, but I felt like I was floating through space. Nothingness. No gravity.I don't feel pain, or anger, or sadness. I feel neutral. Around me was bright—almost like it could blind me if I stared at one spot for too long. It's like time didn't exist, because I had lost track of it. I feel like I'm not sure what month it is, what year we're in. Just...nothing.
I stayed where I was. Still and tranquil. I didn't wish to move, to walk, to fly, to float. I was surrounded by white nothingness. I feel like I'm supposed to be panicking, or freaking out like I usually would, it I felt real at peace, like I belong here.
Belong.
I haven't felt like I've belonged anywhere in a while. Anywhere I fit in feels foreign, so for me to feel so much comfort in this space-like atmosphere, it felt like something should feel off. I didn't understand it.
Suddenly I was standing on my bare feet and I no longer felt like I was floating. I was walking. I didn't know what direction. It could've been left, right, straight...
Each step I took, I was straying closer to a human-like figure. It was like a shadow far away, but I couldn't make out their features close up.
My eyes adjusted to the brightness of the atmosphere eventually, but as soon as I finally fully approached this odd figure, it was too bright again, and I couldn't make it out anymore.
But I heard a voice. It was distinct. I couldn't tell where it was comin' from. I couldn't tell if it was from the human figure or from somewhere else, but it was faint at first before it gradually became louder
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