Post by Elijah Atwood on Oct 8, 2006 3:35:07 GMT -5
Eveleen had been tossing and turning, The night time veil that surrounded her was not exactly Eveleen's preferred scene. The sterile smell of the the hospital was a comforting smell to Eveleen, one that she was used to. Laying there in the stiff white sheets Eveleen tried to sleep. Sleep had never come easily to Eveleen who was a very twitchy person.
As a baby her mother would burst into tears because she refused to go to sleep. Lyndell would leave the room as soon as she thought Eveleen was asleep only to re enter the room to find an alert Eveleen sitting up in her cot gargling away as though she was on highly caffinated baby formula.
Turning onto her side she levitated her toy leopard, Mantegna, into the darkness of the ceiling above. Why couldn't she sleep? It was 1:03 in the morning and the altered sleeping pattern would disturb her day to day life. She turned to her other side and watched her silvery strands of hair glow against the darkness. Looking past her hair she saw a boy move his shoulders.
"Are you awake?" Eveleen whispered as softly as possible yet audible so that the boy could hear her.
As a baby her mother would burst into tears because she refused to go to sleep. Lyndell would leave the room as soon as she thought Eveleen was asleep only to re enter the room to find an alert Eveleen sitting up in her cot gargling away as though she was on highly caffinated baby formula.
Turning onto her side she levitated her toy leopard, Mantegna, into the darkness of the ceiling above. Why couldn't she sleep? It was 1:03 in the morning and the altered sleeping pattern would disturb her day to day life. She turned to her other side and watched her silvery strands of hair glow against the darkness. Looking past her hair she saw a boy move his shoulders.
"Are you awake?" Eveleen whispered as softly as possible yet audible so that the boy could hear her.
