In the form of diary/ journal entries, write about someone who's up late at night because they're having trouble sleeping.
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“I Want To Be Remembered” by Artemisia Pearl
August 29, 1358Dear Diary,At first, the plague was slow. Nothing to worry about. Just in Southern England…. But now it is everywhere. My neighbor, Aldith, just contracted it. Her husband, Charles, had died from it; her children were staying away from their parents, in a bedroom. I really hope that I don't catch the plague. I have hardly taken off the cloth that I tie around my face. I change it out once every week, so Mother can wash it. I am terribly scared of the circumstances. I can...
“The Job that Keeps Me Up at Night” by Daniella Cressman
Dear Diary,I can’t sleep at all. I keep thinking about my job. Is it going to be too early for me to work? Is it really doable to get up at 4:00 a.m. every single day? I might not have as much time to write as I’d like. It’s a night shift at a grocery store. I would always have to smile at customers even when they were being total pricks, which, believe me, they would be.Then I wouldn’t see my family as much, which, let’s face it, is sometimes nice, but I also enjoy them, like, 99.9% of the time. More like ...
“The Lament of the Mediocre Hitman” by Esme Gal
|||| |||| |||| ||||Every evening as the food heats up, I turn the stove to low. I drink my coffee and listen to the ocean by the window. And I wonder—and I wonder, if tonight will be my last supper. Every night, I roll out of bed at this unholy hour, a quarter to three in the morning, and I wonder how close I am to dying. I wonder if the tiniest crack of a twig is the click of a gun, and if that window with the sea will be the last thing I see. I know why. It’s been twenty night...
“deeper” by Eden Conner
April 8, 2020Dear Diary,Sleep is a foreign term in my life. It is like a father who says he will come for dinner, but does not return to his family for days. Usually, I spend my nights lost in a book or trying, with lackluster results, to find a movie that I can manage to sit all the way through without skipping to the end. Some say that writing down my thoughts will help me sleep, but so far I don't believe them. Writing about the fears and hopes swirling around in my brain like an endless whirlpool wi...
“In the Quiet of the Night ” by Rachel Ryan
December 16th, 20111:48 AMThere is no rest for me tonight. Outside, the wind howls with yet another winter storm; here, in this remote cabin the university has so graciously afforded me, I find the gale closely resembles the sound of a woman screaming. It is maddening to toss and turn like I have, so preoccupied with falling asleep that the effort itself is what is keeping me awake. So I return to these pages once more, a man half-crazed with exhaustion – yet the impulse to record these musings jolts the energy to...
“Hunter” by Manan Suraiya
9:30 p.m.Mom and Dad are away tonight. They have to go for some wedding. I was mercifully spared from accompanying them and babysitting my annoying cousins. They left after leaving some food on the table, with clear instructions to go to bed on time. I wish I could. But, sleep is something that has eluded me for as long as I can remember. In fact, I am called a night owl by my friends. Of course, I did not tell them why I couldn’t sleep.My parents locked the door from outside, to avoid waking me up when they return. It ...
“A New Life” by Preeth Ganapathy
9.4.2020Dear diary,It has been a long time since we met last. It was probably sometime in the middle of my pregnancy. The last time we got talking was when dear sleep eluded me. Today again, I am unable to sleep.The last time, remember, I told you about my increasing discomfort with the growing belly, rising temperatures, sweat dripping from all parts of the body and settling along uncomfortable crevices. A lot of water...
“As They Watch” by Cory Pines
Dear Journal, I couldn't sleep again last night. I know that they are still there, watching me. I don't know why they are here, to protect, to harm? I tied to tell Jason about them, but he wouldn't listen. I don't understand, we sleep in the same room and yet, he can't see them. I hope Mr. Galifar doesn't yell at me again for sleeping in his class. It's the only place that I'm able to get rest. I hope they can't find me at school, I don't know what I would do then. Maybe I could go sleep in Mom's r...
“Darkness.” by Marsha Webb
Darkness.21 st October.Here I am again, 2.32am, I have been lying restless in my hated bed since 11.30pm. This happens every night, night after night, I cannot find the words to describe how tired and drained I am. My eyes burn from within, my head throbs continually and my body aches all over. I toss and I turn, fidgeting and agitated yet sleep alludes me night after night. I am struggling for coherent thoughts, starting to become confused about what is real and what is not. Yet sleep eludes me, it w...
“Authur and his fear of scary movie.” by Tyra Johnson
17 June 2001Dear DiaryRoger, Roger, Roger Authur the soldier is reporting to you dairy during the war with my enemy called zombies. I am locked in my bedroom with the lights turn off; it is now 12 am.In my bedroom naked with my skinny legs, little penis and my bony chest outside and my white socks on my feet because the bottom feels cold. I lay in my bed with Mr Robin bedside me, he is my best friend and a teddy bear for years. I love and care him throughout the years with all the fun, loving and joyful memories we sh...
“Helpless, Magic-less & Forgotten” by Kat Gruszka
Hello Journal, It is currently 3 in the morning over California and I should be diligently at work as opposed to writing this entry. I should be feeling how heavy my wings are; my arms should be sore and tired, and I should be happier than ever. But instead, I am feverishly throwing words at this blank book, while I exhale loudly through my nose about the stupidity of it all. Other people would relish in the idea of having a day off, but not me. No way; this is a sign of the end. This is the end of the line. I’ve seen...
“Day 23” by Sara Tonsy
Lockdown Day 23 11:11 p.m. I make a wish from my bed, already covered and set to sleep. Writing in my diary is the “last” thing I do everyday since the start of this lockdown. I am upset with the book I am reading. “The mystery of human existence lies not in just staying alive, but in finding something to live for.” That Dostoyevsky! He makes me think at night, which is what I am trying not to do. I miss going out for walks more than anything. I went ...
“Night Terrors” by Gracie Jean
April 1God. God, oh God. I don't think I will forget, ever. Right now, it is 12:23 in the morning. And I am awake! What the heck, I'm so tired I can barely move. But I can't sleep! For the past two nights, I have been having terrible dreams. Oh, god! Never in my life have ever experienced such terrifying things. I didn't write about my dream yesterday because I thought it was nothing. But now? I am so tired, but I can't close my eyes. Every time my eyes feel as though they can stay open no longer, the ghastly images flood back into...
“~Beloved Anastasia~” by Luna Lovegood
**trigger warning: suicide, depression, and anxiety**September 19, 1997Diary,I'm up as always tonight. My insomnia is the worst it's been in awhile. Dr. Peters suggested I keep a diary to keep track of when I'm sleeping and when I'm not. It might seem strange to some, considering I'm a 24 year-old m...
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