Nothing but Fear

NOTHING BUT FEAR

By

Ethan Woolstenhulme

Sitting up in my bed with a cold sweet that has drenched my pillow along with my shirt Trying to lift my legs over my bedpost, but my legs are tied to the bed trying to untie them with my hands but nothing I notice that there is a place for a key, the door right by my bed slowly creaks open and a man walks in hunched over standing right over my bed he was so close I could tell what he had for dinner he opens his mouth says in a deep croaky voice…..

Sitting up in my bed with a cold sweat that drenched my pillow along with my shirt, Lifting my legs over the bedpost just letting them dangle not knowing what to think about what I just had dreamt. Walking slowly to my bedroom door that is covered in batman stickers, I set my hand on my door handle I noticed a glowing coming from under my door. I try to open the door but something was blocking me from getting out of my room. After a couple of minutes of pushing and pulling the door swings open, and on the ground is my mom laying in a pool of blood , her throat was slit from ear to ear, her head barely intact with her neck along with both of her hands tied behind her back I don’t even want to talk about her legs. Her eyes where still open I put my hands aver her eyes and closed them for her. I couldn’t stand looking at her eyes it was as if her eyes where following me every movement I take, laying down on my moms chest while singing our song tears streaming from my face…

“ John time to wake up breakfast is ready!” yells my mom from the downstairs kitchen.

I jump from my bed run down the stairs like there is no tomorrow knocking almost every picture on the way down . Sitting at the table not giving me enough time to breath , mom and dad were both staring at me, “what?” I said while crumbs from the pancakes falling from my mouth. “Breathe” said my dad while he was eating his normal soymilk supreme which contains soymilk and pine nuts.

“So how did you sleep?” My mom asked

“ Perfect never better, accept I woke up and my pillow was kind of damp but other than that it was great.”

While I was heading to the TV for my normal Saturday morning cartoons I could hear my mom and dad talking quite loudly if you ask me. I am used to it, my parents are like clocks you know where they are at all times and this is one of there weekly things just like going to school or work. About a half hour later it went all quite then I heard a thud, and gasping what heard like a cat having a hairball.

I stand up slowly walking to the kitchen my breathing is jumping peeking around the corner I see my parents sitting at the table eating and reading the newspaper. I walk back to the TV and wonder to my self “Did I jut imagine that?”

Trying to go through out the day like nothing happened , going to school and doing school work. Sitting at my math class the last class of the day,” The day is almost over” I said to myself.

The teacher gets out of her cushioned chair and stand by the chalkboard and starts righting something on the chalk bored, from where I sat I couldn’t see it. She turns from the board and what I see put me into shock I froze in my seat like someone just stuck ice inside my body, it was a picture from my dream the man standing over when I was bound to my bed. I slap my self and all I see is a math problem.

She stands in front of the class and points to the problem with her stick, her stick is with her always even if she is eating in the cafeteria . Her eyes went straight to me I could feel her pupils burrowing into my heart. “John Will you answer this for me?” She knows I don’t know it but she did it just to make me mad. I shake my head

“No…” I lower my head to my desk and let my head become a part of the desk . I started to get light headed and then all went black, I wake up with the whole class looking down on me like angels. Then all went black again.

Waking up to a beeping, trying to lift my head but it felt like a hundred pounds, opening my eyes all I saw was white it felt like needles was stabbing the back of my eyes . My eyes adjusted just enough to see someone in the room with me, the person was all in black, its head was covered with a black hood. Every time I would blink it would come closer. I felt the same then when I heard my mom and dad yelling . It felt like my stomach was in my toes, I didn’t feel happy sad or anything all I felt was fear. When it was right by my bed I went numb all I could use was my eyes. The hooded thing leans over my bed his long boney arms went to take his hood off . I close my eyes as tight as I could, not even a trained carpenter could open my eyelids. I could feel all of his energy rubbing off on me. I felt his cold clammy hands touch my face, I scream from the top of my lungs, swinging my legs and arms. I try to tear off all of the tubes that where hooked to my arms, while doing that my mom runs in slamming that door behind her. She grabs me and holds me close to her chest and kept on saying “it will be ok I promise“. Rocking me in her arms, singing our favorite song., tears streaming down her face. “ It is ok if you want to open your eyes”. I shake my head “ mom something is there I can still feel it”. I said. “ John just open them nothing is there.”

I slowly start to open my eyes little at a time looking across the room to make sure nothing is there. A couple minutes later my eyes where all open, my eyes where adjusting to the light, and in the corner I see a black creature just watching not moving just standing, he reaches his hand out he points right at me. I wanted to look away but I couldn’t . Next thing I know I have my mom by the neck squeezing , I loosen my hands around her neck.

“John … what …. why?” she gets up from her chair and walks to the door of my hospital room and turns and looks at me with a scared look, her face was pale she starts to cry and steps out.

I sit up in my bed and start to cry, right by my bed a was knife looked like a surgical tool, I grab it and put it right to my heart and thrust it right into my chest, feeling my insides being torn apart, watching blood rush down my body like Niagara falls , I lay down on my bed and lay my head on my pillow.

I could see a light not a bright light but it was dark and gloomy I look around all I can see is black “ 1 2 3 4” I feel myself sinking into the dark floor. “1 2 3 4”. All of the sudden I am back in the hospital. Both of my hands where tied down and there where cuts on my wrist, doctors standing over my with blood covered there blue surgeon suit. all goes black

Opening my eyes to nothing but dark and there was thick fog surrounding my bed I got cold and I felt fear that was it . The door to my room opens fearing the worst I close my eyes. I felt something touch my arm I scream and see my dad standing right above me. He sits right by my and sets his hand on my head, stroking my hair “ dad what happened to my wrist?” I ask while looking at my wrist.

“John…. You cut them with your teeth”

“dad am I going crazy?” I ask while I was wiping the tears of my face.

My dads eyes fill up with tears and starts to rub my face with the back of his hand “ No you are not. John why did you try to choke your mom?”

(Knock Knock) The surgeon opens the door and says you need to see this , pointing at my dad. He gets from the chair, I grab my dads arm “ Dad don’t leave me alone I hate the feeling of being alone.”

“Don’t worry I will be back”. He walks out of the room.

OUT SIDE JOHNS ROOM

“ I was looking over Johns brain scan we took when he was asleep, and we found a brain tumor the size of my fist.”

“ What does that mean exactly? Does that explain his actions?”

“ Yea, I have seen this once and all we can do is let him live his life.”

That is exactly what I did I am living long and loving life, I now have two kids and they are wonderful, every now and again I will see things that haven’t happened yet but I don’t let it control me and my life. I was reading a book to my youngest kid before he went to bed and what I saw amazed me I saw the man with the hump on his back at the beginning of my dreams. I was watching T.V. and I saw the hooded creature that haunted me the most, I when I was younger I will never truly know if what I saw was just a figment of my imagination or if I should have done something with it and I will take those thoughts until my eyes are shut and never to be opened again.