The room flashed brightly. Jets of blue, red and green shot across the room transfixing my eyes. Music pumped through my body as I moved to every beat. I sparked up a spliff enjoying watching the embers set alight and inhaled deeply. My taste buds tingled as the smoke made its way through my lungs and exhaled.
All my sense had gone wild, paranoia had gone and the pill did its beautiful deed as the rave came to life. I took a swig of my water, so fresh. I felt free, more free that I had done for mounths as I started to dance. My vision flashed around me. This is my life, my brilliant life!
Prodigy pumped through the speakers and everyone went wild, wanting more, always wanting more. Someone appeared on my right. A handsome guy with blonde curly hair and bright blue eyes and handed me some glowsticks and winked sexily at me, I fluttered my eyelashes back at him and giggled slightly, but by then he was gone in a tumble of colours. It felt in that moment as if someone had given me a diamond ring as I stood in awe as the magical sticks glowed brightly in my eyes. As I moved them they became a blur of light, as the whole world was at that moment. A beautiful blur of light, proper soul. I started dancing again and a circle of people formed around me mesmorised at the glowsticks. I felt so bloody alive! I couldn't quite believe this was happening again.
The night was brilliant, the music was sensational. Everything made my body feel like it was on fire as the tingling set in. Every breath felt like my first as I was re born again. People chatted happily away, stranger and stranger would happily talk for hours and become the best of friends. Everyones bodies moved freely to the music. No dance routine, or proper dance was needed, just as long as you moved to the beat of the music. For the music was all that mattered when you were this high.
Kissing made your mouth tingle, your legs week and your body desperate for more. Music was everything that mattered.
I carefully skinned up another L plate, lighting it up and ihaling deeply. This World was good, this was all I asked for. Nothing more, I asked for no riches. Just a feeling that made my soul feel like it was flying and my eyes wide open to what was really happening. People so loved up could cause no fights, no arguments. Everyone is your best friend. No paranoia, no bitchiness, just real life.
I raved through the night and all through the morning till finally the clock hit 12 the next day and my body felt too exhausted to go on. Debating weather to take more pills, but realising it wouldn't help I wrapped my arms round Ben's neck and he carefully lifted me up and took me to the car. And as I slept I dreamt I had wings, flying past the clouds, the stars and the planets, and there I was flying through heaven yet again.
Wings spread,
Feel free,
Are we really as bad as people see?
Author notes
This is all about my life This is me and this is who I am. So when I feel like my soul is flying, why do people still bitch about me and it so much?
A contest entry
- Easier than 2+2 by On.Cue.
300 points, ended March 31, 2007, 23 entries
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Haha you do X eh? Rock on mate! The story was pretty good man,just be carefull partyin out there


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Great descriptions and details. It's very short -- too short for my contest -- but you've captured a unique moment in life very well. I saw some spelling and grammar errors but aside from that, it was good.
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wow very good write i liked it you no the writing and all well good luck to u in all u do
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tar for the comment
! I enjoy writing bout my life+stuff i've experience+thanx for the lovley comment
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