Robbed (E/ES)

in hive-161155 •  11 months ago  (edited)

I couldn't sleep and for those who can't just like me the night is long.
Counting sheep? Trust me, it doesn't work. It's difficult to count if you can't see in the dark.

I tried to lie on my other side but the wall was in my way and there was also a draft in my ear.
My duvet was also way too small. Did I grow overnight?

One thought after another ran through my mind. It's incredible how much a person needs to figure out. How do others clear their heads? Is there a button to turn off the thinking?

The clock is ticking and I'm tired of checking.
Outside I hear an owl and other sounds are playing in my head that I can't identify.

The doctor promised that if I cut out the afternoon naps, I would sleep like a baby at night. So now we know that's a lie.
I haven't had a nap for weeks, my legs are spinning, but I still don't sleep a wink at night.

There's that annoying sound again!
I pull the blanket over my head and try to ignore it.
As long as I don't have the urge to pee, I'm fine.

What's that heavy humming in my head?
I press my hands firmly against my ears and keep repeating: I can't hear you!

I must have fallen asleep.
Once I get out of bed the house is empty! I was robbed!
Literally, everything was taken except the bed I was in, the sink and the toilet bowl. Can you imagine that?

Consider yourself lucky, the police officer said succinctly as I told my story, at least the thief didn't rob your sleep.
Tell me, doctor, how do I deal with an officer like that? Are you sure I am the one who's mad and belongs in this mental institution?

Greetings from the 6th floor.

16-1-2024

Prompt used: rob

A freewrite? What is that? It's meant to learn to write under all (and different) circumstances and above all pressure. A prompt can be used or not. While writing you set your mind (heart perhaps?) free and write down the words, and sentences you never thought of. It's not about a great story, poem or the creation of a new tale, either about grammar but about writing. Free writing is a great practice to fight writer's block. It's fine if you keep rambling on as long as you write.
So set a timer, keep your fingers busy, release your mind and let yourself be surprised by the creativity of your mind.

To me, it is a great exercise to fit a given prompt into a story I already had in mind or... just wrote.

Note: Feel free to edit what you wrote once your time is up, but it isn't a must.
An extra tool you could use is Grammarly. It's not perfect but a great help.

Happy writing 🍀❤️

Traducción Española

No podía dormir y para aquellos a quienes no puedo simplemente gustarles la noche es larga.
¿Contando ovejas? Créame, no funciona. Es difícil contar si no puedes ver en la oscuridad.

Intenté acostarme del otro lado, pero la pared me obstaculizaba y también sentía una corriente de aire en el oído.
Mi edredón también era demasiado pequeño. ¿Crecí de la noche a la mañana?

Un pensamiento tras otro pasó por mi mente. Es increíble lo mucho que una persona necesita descubrir. ¿Cómo aclaran los demás sus mentes? ¿Hay algún botón para apagar el pensamiento?

El tiempo corre y estoy cansado de comprobarlo.
Afuera escucho un búho y otros sonidos suenan en mi cabeza que no puedo identificar.

El médico me prometió que si dejaba de hacer siestas por la tarde, dormiría como un bebé por la noche. Ahora sabemos que eso es mentira.
Hace semanas que no duermo una siesta, me dan vueltas las piernas, pero todavía no duermo ni un ojo por las noches.

¡Otra vez se oye ese sonido molesto!
Me tapo la cabeza con la manta y trato de ignorarlo.
Mientras no tenga ganas de orinar, estoy bien.

¿Qué es ese fuerte zumbido en mi cabeza?
Presiono mis manos firmemente contra mis oídos y sigo repitiendo: ¡No puedo oírte!

Debo haberme quedado dormido.
Una vez que me levanto de la cama, ¡la casa está vacía! ¡Me han robado!
Literalmente, se llevaron todo excepto la cama en la que estaba, el lavabo y la taza del inodoro. ¿Puedes ceerlo?

Considérate afortunado, dijo sucintamente el oficial de policía mientras le contaba mi historia, al menos el ladrón no te robó el sueño.
Dígame, doctor, ¿cómo trato con un oficial así? ¿Estás seguro de que soy yo el que está loco y debería estar en esta institución mental?

Saludos desde el 6to piso.

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