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If there was one thing that I'll always remember in the vault was the lights. Those florescent bulbs that always seemed to constantly hum and buzz. Sure when you were listening to the vault radio station or listening to your teacher lecture on and on it would always be enough to drown it out, but whenever I wanted some peace and quiet it was all I could ever hear...it was enough to drive me nuts. As I went to bed each night it was the last thing I heard and the first thing when I woke up each morning. It used to give me such awful headaches in the last few years leading up to when I finally left, every day it seemed little by little they would get worse and worse. As I sat in class each day it would feel like my brain was pulsing as the lights hummed. I remember the day when I could finally decide wether I wanted to leave the vault or try to make my own in the wastelands, it was the easiest decision I'd ever made I left without giving it a second thought. As I stepped outside the sunlight burned my eyes at first as they adjusted to the sudden change but I listened there was no humming for the first time that I could remember there was silence I sat there for the longest time basking in the light and enjoying the sound of nothingness.
Another take at the first person perspective while I try to complete the 100 themes challenge. It may not be all that long or good but I wanted to get this one out of the way and on to the next one.
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