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(inspiration came back!) Engulfed in flames, Such a terrible face, Why is it in this place?. Yet this unholy thing calls my name. Shivering and shaking, I feel myself break into a hot sweat.
Under my bed he waits for me. I am falling asleep, against my own better judgement, the room, spinning. Sickness is evading me, thankfully. But my head, it tingles and jingles and spins......
The gale howled around the towering grey structures. It's cruel voice rustling leaves on a nearby tree. It was dim here in the unlit street.
My dream made into a short story... (a bit of killing involved btw) My acting rehearsals were cancelled today, but my teacher still requested a private session with me.
Lady gaga is singing in the background. And I'm wearing 5" heels retro style. My skirt is like a fish bowl that's pink. My top is glittered black and loose like one of those summer shirts.
4. Dark #100days Part 2 "Hey, wake up!" Someone had their hands on my shoulders, shaking me viciously.
The child lay awake, oblivious to what was going on downstairs. Something papery gently brushed against her foot, making it twitch. She sat bolt up in bed and turned the light on.
Two four one add the beat of my drum and you'll be mine, Trapped forever in time. Sleepwalker, sleepwalker, don't close your eyes, Sleepwalker, sleepwalker, that's where he hides.
Eyes lids & pins, Piercing through the skin. A thread sewn. Stitch by stitch. Sewing the seams. Eyes begin to close. The tables switch. Masquerading an horrifically scenic show.
I knew the light was fading soon, The tree line growing near. I had to make it before the creatures caught up to me. Panic stricken my fate continued to grow with fear.
It's dark all around me but I can see a little dim light a few feet in front of me. I see a guy in a cage, he is gripping the bars, pulling with all his might. He can't get out.
Alex's sister stood there like a wild animal. Her hair was stuck up in the air as if she had been struck by lightening. Her right hand held a long black knife which Alex recognised from the kitchen.
I was twitching, strapped on a bed with a bright light shining in my eyes. I could feel myself start to foam at the mouth. My fingers were stretching.
It was dark, trees were so gigantic that I couldn't even see the stars up in the sky. I was running, running really fast, my heart was beating hard, I am feeling really scared.
The screams reverberate around the air, shattering silence to nothing. I slowly start to back away, ears ringing from the awful crescendo.
This story is based on a nightmare I had when I was 11 years old. It was so scary, that I remember it, even today. I'm standing. In my kitchen. Only, it's not really my kitchen. It doesn't feel right.
I know of a place. That deep in the night. Becomes dark as space. It gives me a fright. It's where werewolves crawl. And vampires creep. Where bogey men drawl. And Frankenstein sleeps.
I've been here before. This place they call hell. It's similar to. My night in a cell. Filled up with weirdos. And teens with a beard. Strange looking people. Most of them weird. Some they had eyes.
Last night a demon lay upon my bed Found a way to crawl inside my head Jumbled images creating confusion Spreading vile and vicious ill illusion Bringing deep rooted fears Harboured inside for...
Crick-crack Clickity clack Sshhhhhhh.
ARTEMIS~ "Okay. I finally finished!" "Apollo?" I looked up at the tree he should be sitting in, Only his bow and arrows lay on the branch. "Ugh,only Apollo would do that…", I thought.
I am your living hell. Stalking you at night, despite what you think, your sleep is under no spell, A nightmare is what I tell.
The black clouds; heavy, damp. The ground looming; black, hard. I was falling, falling to my death and yet I was not scared. Pure adrenaline ran in my blood, I had no time to be scared. Breathless.
Blood on the butcher's slab, dripping to the ground. Marble steps leading to a throne room made of fire. Twisted crowns, molten metal, fall down and solidify in squares.