Black Room: A Narrative Fiction

Her mom, Cate, rushed up the stairs, and got to Sarah’s door, her mind whirling with all of the damage the forceful crash may have caused. She skidded to a stop in front of the door, and nudged it open cautiously, stepping into the pitch-black room. The woman glanced around the room,and took another step forward, tripping clumsily over some clutter on the floor. Cate’s hand flew to her mouth to stifle her yelp, so she wouldn’t wake Sarah, and steadied herself by placing her hand on the cool walls. However, she recoiled when she felt a wet sensation on the walls. Blond curly hair swung into her face as she whirled around, pulling her hand from the damp wall. “The pipe leak in the wall must have finally seeped through,” she muttered softly to herself, and gingerly stepped out of the room. …show more content…
Cate padded down the hallway in her slippers to go to sleep. She fell into the warm bed, and quickly slipped into a dream- filled slumber next to her husband, who was already snoring.
Another occupant of the house was dreaming that night, too, about a field of daisies. Sarah, in the other room, was gently sleeping, unaware of her mother’s visit. It drowned out the darkness that was tickling her spine and filling every empty space in the room. It drowned out the stale, wood-scented air creeping into her parted lips. She was wrapped up in her dream world, unaware of the warm blood- her blood- trickling down her cheek. The dull thud of nails on wood didn’t deter her from her heavy sleep, either. What woke her suddenly was the lack of oxygen, and the overwhelming sense of claustrophobia. Sarah’s brown eyes flickered open. She went to stretch her arms, and couldn’t even pick up her arms. She laid perfectly still for a while, convincing herself that this was still a dream. The denial of the