Night Writings: Underneath the Starry Sky

It's midnight already. She takes a look outside wondering is there anybody out there? She sneaks out to her balcony. She finds no one. No wonder, it's just midnight already. If she really wants to sees someone it got be ghost or something.

After she makes sure that she's alone, she turns off the lights around her. Then, she returns to the balcony. And right there, she just enjoying the sense of midnight air. How's the lights are turning off, how's cool the wind blowing, how's sweet the voice of people's snores in their sleeves. She wouldn't forgot tonight memory.

The reason why she sneaks out to her balcony this late is because (at first) she wants to dancing in random and crazy. Because beside singing, the way she spills out and shows her emotions is by dancing. She doesn't knows is it because late already or she just tired or dancing is just too boring for her now, she can't decides.

Moveless, she sit down at her balcony. Her head is up and gots the beauty night sky. She's wondering, is someone she missed is missing her too by now? Those crazy thoughts haunted her mind. But she promised that she will swept it away.

Tired, she tries to lies on. And she just smiling when staring right at the starry midnight sky. She can't even feels the mosquitos are sucking her blood for like a pint. She just hoping that she will sees a shooting star or meteor or any kind of constellation tonight. But she doesn't. Only several little stars and dark grey clouds.

She just feeling like she's on her seat watching her own planetarium show. She lets herself to closes her eyes. Eventually, she falls asleep if only a noise of mosquito doesn't attracts her. But she can't open her eyes. It's like 'something' hanging on her eyelashes.

And mosquitos are waking her up. She doesn't know what gonna happen if she can't open her eyes anymore. Or what if when she opens her eyes, all she gots is a too bright shine that makes her eyes blinds? What if the life she knew is gone too fast?

But, she still sees the same starry midnight sky. She can hears her relieved sound, and suddenly giggling. She surprises that she is really lying on the balcony's cold floor, literally. She thought that she was lied in her warm-comfy bed. But she was wrong.

And now she get back inside and it's 1:42 AM and typing the story she just experiencing onto her blog.