Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction 2020complete | Page 395

Wait. What? Whoah! I am flying!
Excitement got slowly ripped apart and eaten by fear, I am not flying anymore, I am falling. My body seemed to
be manipulated and there was a bitter taste in the back of my mouth that I couldn’t seem to get rid of. My eyes
lost against the battle with darkness retired, and my mind slowly went unconscious.
The sound of a deep voice kept saying:” Cherish what you’ve got right now!”
It sounded like a lullaby but it woke me up. It was so lovely and warm. Suddenly, the voice in me that was
demanding me the whole time spoke it’s words, not crashing its voice on me anymore, but messaging me.
“Take this suggestion, this is all you need, cherish what you’ve got right now!” This phrase comforted me even
more, I felt safe to finally open my eyes and move. Though there was only darkness, I felt protected, I can finally
feel something…
Tickling slowly took over control of my noses, am I feeling sad? A huge bulge of feelings is building up in me
just like how Mount St. Helens was going to erupt. I tried to repress all feelings as usual, when I was still getting
used to all the blaming and wasted words. Something, strangely, was fueling all this. The feelings are reaching its
peak. I screamed. Legs collapsed on the outside, but I collapsed in tears on the inside. I felt so protected to rip my
voices, to allow bleedings in myself, to relax in myself…
A pair of swollen eyes slowly opened itself, with a puzzled look staring at the ceiling. I can still feel that hidden
pain inside my head everything I see is the reality, is this the real society?
This utopia was different, it was three dimensions. I also saved myself because of the true treasure.
Cherish what you’ve got right now…