.just a bad dream. thats all it is.
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Written by Adam.A
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Monday, 03 December 2007 |
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i am standing. breathing heavily. drenched in sweat and soaked in what appears to be blood. looking down at my right hand, i see that i'm tightly gripping the handle of what appears to be a large butchers knife. what the **** just happend? *pat* *pat* *pat* - the sound of the blood dripping off the end of the knife and hitting the carpet...*pat* *pat* *pat*....everything is silent..except for that sound...*pat* *pat* *pat*...i manage to unclench my tightly woven hand from the knife and it drops to the floor...little spits of blood land on my shoes and the bottom of the wall. the feeling of fear has settled in. i look down at my shirt...freak out and try to wipe off the blood...but its too thick. all i'm doing is just smearing it in more..splashing blots of blood on each side of the hallway walls...funny...i don't remember this hallway to be so narrow....i throw up at the thought of the cold thickness of liquid touching my chest and stomach through my shirt...unfortunetly it came to just being dry heaves. i wish i had eaten something before. feeling faint...i lean against the wall, and slowly slide down, grabbing my knees and putting my head between them. 'wake up' i tell myself 'wake up'...and i start laughing. laughing really hard..i start to relax a little believing that this is only just a dream...hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah....soon my alarm is going to go off. it's going to be 5:45am and i will get ready for work...AHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAH - - - - - my manic laugh, comes to an abrupt end....and i start screaming in horrified silence. looking into what seems to be my bedroom, i see her lying there. only the view from where i'm sitting..i see a pair of female legs hanging off the edge of the bed...an arm hanging off the side of the bed. I look at the limp hand hanging there, and see the thick drops of dark red drip off the tips of her fingers onto the carpet. making that same damn sound. *pat* *pat* *pat* *pat*....screaming silently...*pat* *pat* *pat* *pat*...its all i can hear...*pat* *pat* *pat*.."SHUT THE **** UP!!!!" i scream in pure frustration of the situation. "shut the **** up..." i'm crying now..."please..i wanna wake up..." *pat* *pat* *pat*i look back down at the knife. i look at the lifeless body on the bed. i pray for god to wake me up. all around me silence except for the driping. i look back at the knife. i look back at the arm with the limp hand dangling over the edge of the bed with blood dripping from its finger tips..*pat* *pat* *pat* *pat*i look back at the knife.i need to wake myself up.
Copyright 2008 Adam.A
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