Something in the air was different today.
Something in the ground was different today.
Something was changing the world around me.
Making existence heavier, deeper, darker.
The feeling changed in intensity almost constantly, fluctuating in power. Sometimes, but rarely, it just felt as if I had eaten too much. But most of the day it had felt as if this heaviness was trying to push me into the dirt, so hard that I would cease to exist.
I tried all day to shake it off and go through my day as normal as possible, going through the motions with classes, friends, teachers, but every moment felt so off somehow.
In every breath in and out.
In every twitch of my hand
Every heartbeat keeping me alive
Every muscle movement was wrong.
Everything is wrong, my body was screaming at me. Get out, it said, get away from this place and never come back.
I was so tired by the time school was over. I just wanted to get home, get food, and hide under my covers until this awful feeling went away. Or until my mom forcefully pulled me out for dinner. Whichever came first.
I was still lost in a sort of mentally drained daydream when I saw something so awful I felt as if my body was shocked into another dimension. All thoughts of what I was going to do when I got home fell away.
What was in front of me was so glaringly wrong. It was so wrong that on the first actually beautiful day of the year, whatever this was had to appear. In the middle of my little Montana neighborhood, was something I never expected to see. And it was awful.
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