Plate

Juliet woke up.

Silentness replaced Juliet's screaming, it was jarring to Juliet.

She could do nothing but lie in her room and stare at the roof of her room, silently with no sign of any sound.

Though it was not her first time dreaming, it was her first time remembering it in such detail, and it felt so realistic.

The pain in her throat made her feel as if she had really screamed and laughed loudly.

Finally, after a couple of seconds of stillness, Juliet woke up completely. She raised herself out of her bed.

*Knock* *Knock*

A knock was heard on her door.

"Yes,"

Juliet said, unfazed by the sound of the knock.

"I'm already awake."

Juliet put on her usual clothes.

There were four people peacefully eating breakfast, and Juliet was one of them.

Juliet felt like she was deaf. Nothing the other three said entered her brain. She could not hear anyone else but her inner voice.

The mouth movement of the three people was rapid, and the shapes of the mouths morphed into different shapes, it was almost a disturbing scene.

Juliet looked down to look at her plate.

At that time, Juliet had a truly ####ed face, a face if any of her family had seen, it would've caused a massacre.

Fearing the reactions of what her expression could bring, she quickly changed to her neutral face.

She closed her eyes and looked at it again. The food was the same, same as any other day.

She grabbed her fork and knives, cut the food to an appropriate size, forked it up, opened her mouth and put it in her mouth.

"Slurp, slurp."

There were the sounds of her eating, so quiet only Juliet could hear it. The silent noise of the room only made her slurping sounds hear louder to Juliet.

She was disturbed and felt a headache just from hearing her own eating sounds, but she still swallowed it and digested it fully.

She looked down to see her plate, only to see a fraction of the food gone, the majority of it remained for her to eat.

It was torture for Juliet, as she had to repeat the process again and again.

She looked down at her plate again and saw nothing left.

"I'm done,"

And like her food, Juliet left.