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Insomnia

02 May 2010
by Arpine Grigoryan

The square clock rang three times... and I am still not asleep. I don't feel sleepy and I don't know what to do. Is it from the heat, or maybe I am thinking too much and as a result don't feel sleepy? Anyway, I have been lying like this for a few hours and because it is impossible to turn on the light without waking up the whole house, I am thinking and looking straight up at the ceiling. There isn't anything that I haven't thought about. I thought about my friend's classes today. It is not good to remain how I am, lazy and timid. That is right... Lately, my sister has been saying that I am 'burning a lot of oil'. That is to say that I am doing and saying many stupid things. But if I start being quiet and not talking very much, then... In short, my situation is very bad.

I close my eyes, but they open again. What can I do? Ok, for the last time. Let me try and count sheep. One, two, three... It is better to count them two by two, so that I will get to sleep quicker, right? Heh, I started picturing the sheep and I remembered my grandmother's village house and the sheep there. I had forgotten...

The little sleep which had come to me disappeared. It can't be this way. Let me try again. I close my eyes tightly with my fingers. I can see colorful pictures. The same kind you would see in a kaleidoscope. It is really beautiful. I don't want to sleep any more... oh no, they disappeared... the pictures disappeared. I am not going to play like this. My brain is hurting. I close my eyes again, but this time there are no pictures. This time my eyes are wet with tears... Please, at least let me sleep a little...

The square clock rang three times... and I am still not asleep. I don't feel sleepy and I don't know what to do. Is it from the heat, or maybe I am thinking too much and as a result don't feel sleepy? Anyway, I have been lying like this for a few hours and because it is impossible to turn on the light without waking up the whole house, I am thinking and looking straight up at the ceiling. There isn't anything that I haven't thought about. I thought about my friend's classes today. It is not good to remain how I am, lazy and timid. That is right... Lately, my sister has been saying that I am 'burning a lot of oil'. That is to say that I am doing and saying many stupid things. But if I start being quiet and not talking very much, then... In short, my situation is very bad.

I close my eyes, but they open again. What can I do? Ok, for the last time. Let me try and count sheep. One, two, three... It is better to count them two by two, so that I will get to sleep quicker, right? Heh, I started picturing the sheep and I remembered my grandmother's village house and the sheep there. I had forgotten...

The little sleep which had come to me disappeared. It can't be this way. Let me try again. I close my eyes tightly with my fingers. I can see colorful pictures. The same kind you would see in a kaleidoscope. It is really beautiful. I don't want to sleep any more... oh no, they disappeared... the pictures disappeared. I am not going to play like this. My brain is hurting. I close my eyes again, but this time there are no pictures. This time my eyes are wet with tears... Please, at least let me sleep a little...


17 years old