"The Edge of My Bed"

All seeing, all knowing....My Eye!

What the hell is that noise! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!........Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!
Jason! Time to get up! Breakfast is ready! Get dressed and get ready for school! I am not going to tell you a bloody gain!
What? School? Not today surely! I haven't been to school since 1986!
I turn over and try and fall back to sleep. Where was I? Ah yes.....levitating....Through will alone...I can take off just by moving my arms gently....like an Angel. Absolutely no effort needed. I Love that I can do this! Building tops & trees are my hiding place. Always at night! The darkness is a wonderful place to be. Everything seems to be covered in a thin film of water. I would slip right off if I were climbing up here! I can see the streets below....not a nice place to fall! They are familiar to me. I don't have to worry about finding dark, narrow, rubbish bin strewn alleys to hide in. I am above all that. What I don't properly understand is; Why do I seem like the only one who can do this? I can see other people below....walking along the deserted streets. I am invisible....not in the real sense...but, just because I am not expected to be up here. No one would beleive it! One look away and I would be gone! I hear voices below; There is nothing there! Don't be so bloody daft!
Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!........Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Just what the hell is that noise?
Look....there is a lorry....thats it! A lorry reversing! No! It is not moving! It's lights are out! What is it?
I silently move along in the air....staying close to the roofs and tree canopys. I Love the way the street lights throw thier orange glow over the road below. Large puddles of light. I can see more people. No idea about me! I like it that way. I am silent. I hear everything there is to be heard! I see it all! I Love this freedom. Only at night! The days are for the living.....the nights are for me! I was born at 01:13.....Perfect!
Moving along further still.....faster.....down slightly to a dark corner of Brinsworth House. I use the cover of a big, old tree to hide from anyone looking. In the big front garden I peer over the wall. I notice a bench "In Memory of.......". On it is sat two young people. Apparently trying to find something more than just nothing! They have no idea I am watching. Not interested I leap back into the air. As high as the tallest house down here. A few lights are still on. People getting ready for bed after a boring night out. What can be better than this. I can go anywhere! I don't need drink nor food! I don't even breathe.
Am I the only one? Where are all the others? The sky should be full of them. I am quite happy to be the only one here! This is the way it should be. Me, alone and in darkness! All seeing & hearing. This IS me!
Another person down on the street below....just a dark figure....in between puddles of light....standing still! Stopped to light a cigerette perhaps? Their arms are by their sides! Waiting for a friend even? I move along behind the roofs and chimneys of the houses.....not taking my eyes off this strange dark figure. There is no one behind him. My god! Is he looking at me? Surely he can't have seen me! I keep moving....through the wet branches of a tree....his face is definitely following my movement. I stop for a moment...ducking behind a slimey wet rooftop, leading down into an overgrown garden. I take a peep over the very tip of the roof.....towards where the figure is. Slowly he comes into view. He is facing me straight on now.....head looking up right in my direction! Face is as black as midnight! Eyes small and wanting! Mouth shut, hungry! He is almost on me before I realize that he has taken off and is coming right at me! This cannot be happening! No! I must get away.....I can't move...I am frozen in place! There he is.....reaching to grab me....Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!.............Bloody hell!
I am sitting on the edge of my bed. Eyes still half closed. It is light outside. Glass of water in my hand. Phone! SHUT UP! I switch off the alarm on my mobile...re-set it for 20:27. I take the top off of my meds holder and fill my dry mouth full of pills! I have amazed many with my pill swallowing abilities. All in one go, they go down.....into my stomach. Water pours over my face and chin. I sometimes miss my mouth entirely with the glass! It drips into my naked lap. I wait a minute....air displaced by the pills, bubbles up to the top of my throat. My duvet drags me back into bed and once again I am sleeping. Looking for the night again!

Jason