What is that noise? I can't figure it out. Is it the wind, no it must be someone outside, no, no, it's not. It's something in the attic, yes, the attic. No! It's something under the floor boards. I must find the source of this noise. Dear god, my ears are beginning to bleed. This noise won't stop, why won't it stop?!
I look around, but nothings nearby, nothing capable of that noise. No, the phone, the phone is making the noise, I have to rid myself of it. I smash it, smash it to bits. Ha, it's gone, the phone, the noise... the noise remains. Why do I suffer from this?! Why only me.
I look out the window, the wind makes no motion. The trees stand still. Dear god, why won't it leave me be, this shrill screeching noise. Stop it! Leave me be, leave me to drown in sorrow in peace. I've lost enough, leave me my mind. I only need some time alone with no sound, no light.
The noise it stays, and it grows louder. Shut up old lady, you deserve this, you deserve to suffer, as you've made me suffer. Now leave me be. Leave me, and go with Death. His arms are open, welcoming you. Now leave this world, and my mind. I've let you go on to Death, now fufill my final wish... |
Submission Name: The Noise.
