A Fairytale Gone Wrong

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i've always liked sleep. even from a young age my mom would always yell at me to wake up, to stop being lazy and start living my life.

i'd wake up but my body just wanted to cave in, it just doesn't feel like i have any strength. i'd always wait for the night; when i'd get home from school, when i'd finished everything.

i've always treasured the feeling of slinking into bed, the way the cushion would envelop me and my body would cave into the slumber.

maybe that's why sleeping beauty loved to sleep, even until she was raped by a prince and gave birth to two children; because it meant forgetting the feeling of pain, the feeling of drowning and sinking and not wanting to take a breath

because it meant forgetting, even if it was for a while.

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