Nightmare

NO STOP!!!,” I yelled, “WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME!?” Figures surrounded me, hidden in the darkness around me. I felt a sharp pain stab through my torso, looking down a dark crimson color flowed out. The bleeding was coming where my heart should be, Am I going to die? It got cold, like being shoved in a freezer, or being lost in Antarctica. I fell to the ground staring up at the nothingness above, a black void that a blue sky belongs to. Taking one more glance at the small light emitting above me I closed my eyes.
I woke up, bolting upright and my mouth open for a scream I couldn’t make. Looking down at where I was hurt in the nightmare, there was blood.... but I wasn’t actually hurt? It was on my hands too, and the floor, on the bed sheets, even the ceiling, walls, and doorknob. I looked around again. This isn’t my room, this isn’t even my clothes. I was wearing some kind of hospital clothes, or a mental patients clothes more like. I put my hands over my ears and rocked back and forth, and closed my eyes.
“Please be a dream, please be a dream, please be a dream, please be a dream!” I heard blood-curdling screams in my head, and the tearing of flesh. Opening my eyes I see a darkened forest, tombstones around. One in particular had my name on it, the grave open and empty... a coffin lay open in the hole in the ground. I leaned closer. I felt cold hands pull me in, falling forward into the grave. I was inside the coffin, buried alive, in the dark, alone. I couldn’t breathe, I couldn’t move, Screams being screamed unheard. I closed my eyes again, I was sure I did, I wasn’t able to tell.
A light? What is this? Is it all over? I woke up again, my room was just as how I left it when I fell asleep. I got up, put on my school clothes and went to school, hiding away my memories of the nightmare and fear of sleep behind a mask I call my face.

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Tag der Veröffentlichung: 10.03.2013

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