My White World of Nothing
by Yasmin Belkhyr
White walls stare at me.
I'm wrapped in a jacket.
I close my eyes.
Darkness consumes me.
I open my eyes.
I hear noises.
That was weird.
You aren't supposed to hear noises in a world of white nothingness.
Black.
The color terrifies me.
I hear more noises.
Shrieking, fighting, in a world of nothingness.
I sigh.
Sudden color comes in my view.
Knife out.
Rips the jacket off.
I'm being pulled.
I see color.
My eyes need to adjust.
I've seen only white nothingness for a while now.
I look at my savior.
He looks mad.
He pulls me through doors.
I don't know him.
'Gloria are you alright?', he asks
Gloria, I wonder who that is.
'Its me Paul your husband, I'm here to save you, he says.
Hmm, Paul, I don't remember.
The doctors say I have amnesia.
I fought them.
They put me in my room to think.
I have no problem with that.
I miss my home.
My home of white.
I want to be put back.
I want my nothingness.
About Yasmin Belkhyr
by Yasmin Belkhyr
White walls stare at me.
I'm wrapped in a jacket.
I close my eyes.
Darkness consumes me.
I open my eyes.
I hear noises.
That was weird.
You aren't supposed to hear noises in a world of white nothingness.
Black.
The color terrifies me.
I hear more noises.
Shrieking, fighting, in a world of nothingness.
I sigh.
Sudden color comes in my view.
Knife out.
Rips the jacket off.
I'm being pulled.
I see color.
My eyes need to adjust.
I've seen only white nothingness for a while now.
I look at my savior.
He looks mad.
He pulls me through doors.
I don't know him.
'Gloria are you alright?', he asks
Gloria, I wonder who that is.
'Its me Paul your husband, I'm here to save you, he says.
Hmm, Paul, I don't remember.
The doctors say I have amnesia.
I fought them.
They put me in my room to think.
I have no problem with that.
I miss my home.
My home of white.
I want to be put back.
I want my nothingness.
About Yasmin Belkhyr