Wrong Judgments 

(Neglected Wings)

That night; I stayed up till 3 am in the morning, I drank a glass of water before I went to bed. And just as soon as I closed my eyes, in a matter of seconds, it feels like I entered another dimension, but it was pitch black. I can't see my body, I can't hear a sound, I can't move, as if I'm not a human, but a spirit with no privilege to freely go wherever I want. But I know I'm wide awake, I'm not asleep; no human can fall asleep right before they close their eyes. I'm confused what's happening, I tried to shout and ask some help, but all it causes me was a lot of sweat. There's no voice coming out, did I lost it there or I became deaf?

I suddenly forgot how to count, I can't remember how long I stared at nothing but complete darkness. I cried and think of this is the end, I stopped when I noticed a moving figure beside me, it is an unidentified creature, not just one but more than three. I can sense that they're examining my body from afar, looking at it like a bag of trash, thinking if they should dispose me, burn me or let me stink and decay by my own. 

I wish I'm just dreaming, I wish it is only an illusion. But no, it is reality. I'm struggling to breathe and slowly losing hope. I accepted my faith although, I don't know what's the purpose of it. I'm like a fish on the ground with no water when I escaped from the total darkness. I quickly stood up my bed, breathing heavily, processing what the fuck did just happened. When I came back to lay in my bed, I noticed something in the curtain in front of me.

It is a bright human figure, so my first thought is that, it is a ghost, popularly called as white lady in the Philippines. I tried to hide under my blanket, praying although I never pray, saying please be gone, please be gone. I'm dead ass crying like a baby, my younger self can't handle that.  So I ran as fast as I could to my mother's room, telling her what happened. She told me to calm down and drink some water, it is almost morning, I haven't slept yet, she told me that I need to pray more often because I don't like going to church with her. I decided to wait till morning. I don't want to close my eyes again, but I have to, I need to... so I decided to sleep around 8 am in the morning, hoping it is a peaceful sleep. I woke up in the afternoon, still processing what happened last night. I told my sister about it.


Thinking back at it made me realize it wasn't just a random ghostly creature who lurks around. 

Maybe it is an angel, a God, divine being or it's just my higher self helping this flesh to survive. 

I know what I saw, I know what I felt. 

I guess, it's true that once you saw something strange, unusual or scary. You won't bother to speak, or breathe, rather you will freeze for awhile, you're not gonna scream and run. You're just there staring, thinking, is it real?