*-Can you hear all the people in the world?-*1
I sat at the kitchen table, my chair was facing my grandfather who was screaming at me. No sound came from his mouth, his face was twisted in fury. He was hitting the sides of the chair, it rocked back and forth, trying to avoid the repeated blows. My grandmother was standing behind him, her face horror-stricken at the fact that she couldn't stop what was going on. She yelled at him, trying to either make him stop or make him turn on her but there was no sound.2
*-Falling asleep, even for a moment, could-and often did- mean and instant and gruesome death...-*3
She approached the man while he slumbered. She didn't seem to care about the noise she was making as she got closer and closer to his bed. His breathing was heavy and even, his eyelids lightly masking his eyes. She placed her right knee onto the matress, it groaned underneath her weight, her left knees soon joined her on the bed and she crawled over to him. In one fast movement she stood, stomping down on his chest and kneeling down beside his head, she pushed his face up by the chin, raised a knife over her head and thrust it into his neck. It hit the carotid artery and when she pulled the knife out she marveled at the arterial spurt that followed.4
*-Who can you trust?-*5
{Just keep running!} I told myself, my bare feet making a dull thudding noise against the concrete of the road. {They're right after you, you have to keep going!}6
The first rock hit me just behind the ear, the next on the inside of my knee. I could feel my skin swelling and getting hot as I pushed myself further. My lungs were constricting and felt as though they were going to collapse, my chest was heavy-another rock hit me between the shoulder blades...7
*-It's just going to keep screwing up until it's beyond repair...-*8
I was in my room, my music blaring in my ears while my walls looked like static from a television screen. Deep, open, bleeding gashes rested on my skin while I cried over my latest failure.9
{Cut it...cut it...cut it...just get it over with...}10
My mind races as I tried to cling on to a sane thought.11
{You can't keep doing this...there's no way you can survive if you keep up this behavior...}12
My skin paled as my veins burst open in my neck and wrists. Bleeding from underneath the skin...13
*-I don't know how much longer I can take this-*14
She rocked back and forth, her back barely making contact with the wall before pulling herself away again. Tears streamed down her face as her voices screamed in her head. The told her to do horrible things, telling her to hurt herself and everyone around. She tightened her libs out in front of her and laid down on the floor in a rigid mess. 15
*-Anger is one of the many things that no one has any control over...-*16
She screamed piercingly as she ripped her posters from her wall, throwing glasses, mugs and other things against the room. She threw herself against the wall and began tearing teh wallpaper off. 17
Tears streaked her face as shred after shred of wallpaper was stripped from her walls. Her fists collided with it, she kicked, screamed, punched and cried, finding no release or vent for her anger. Her blacklight slammed against the wall, sending hundreds of black glass shards raining down on the florr.18
*-This is the way the world ends...this is the way the world ends...this 19
is the way the world ends...not with a bang but a whimper./T.S. Eliot-*20
Nothingness...one giant black space that consumed everything that crossed its path. There were no screams, and no cries for mercy...it was just dark. People fell and tumbled into the void and i could do nothing to stop it. 21
I stared at the space before standing up and walking over to it. I let myself crumble into a ball and topple over into it.22
News ads flashed in front of my eyes, static blared in my ears, while babies screamed and mothers weeped. Tree limbs lashed out at me leaving gashes on my body and the wind howled in my ears....23
And that's where I wake up, screaming at the top of my lungs and sobbing so hard my chest hurts. My parents always rush in, thinking I'm being murdered and leaving exasperated. I try to tell them what's wrong but I know they wouldn't understand...hell, I don't even understand.24
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*-This is the way the world ends...this is the way the world ends...this is the way the world ends...not with a bang but a whimper./T.S. Eliot-*26
Author notes
These nightmares are going to drive me insame.
-On the 1st part-it was a flashback of when I was living with my grandparents and my grandfather was on a drinking binge.
-On the 2nd-I don't know what the hell that was actually...
-3rd- sort of a flashback except in stead of my friends attacking me physically it was verbal.
-4th-one of my greater fears...slipping again and possibly dying from it
-5th- i don't know what the hell it is
6th-i don't know what the hell it is
and 7th- sort of my take on the apocalypse i guess..i dunno
all the little quotes that start all the different parts were actually in my dream which is weird enuogh. This one was really fucked up.
What did you think? Please comment!
Comments
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Sounds similar to some of my dreams. I used to hear voices so when you said "Tears streamed down her face as her voices screamed in her head. The told her to do horrible things, telling her to hurt herself and everyone around." I understood. Except mine were voices in my head, and I wasn't dreaming.
Your quote about anger: "*-Anger is one of the many things that no one has any control over...-*" Makes so much sense to me. It's the story of my life. I'm weird but it's just such a beautiful phrase...
I'm here if you ever need to talk.
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Wow ... that was a really unique idea. It made me feel like I was following you through your dream, but it also reminded me of the sequence of my dreams ... awesome write!
~Laura -
great
Ok your authors comments make the story more understandable. I kept thinking that you were just mixing the chronological order of events so that all of it was happening and there was some causality. In actuality dreams have no causality and it flows very well like a dream, stream of consciousness, blaring problems with reality, etc. Perhaps sometime of .............. or -------------------------- or _____________________ would help between dream segements. Also something to help with the quotes. Something as simple as a voice whispers"..." or some other gimmick. As it is not clear what these are. I thought they were names for each section. It is not necessary to quote well known quotations or name the source if the quote has entered the universal language. For example to wear your heart on your sleeve is a phrase taken from Shakespear that is now paraphrased or quoted without having to mention Shakespeare. I believe that T.S. Eliots quote is the same. At least I hope people are familiar with the ending to the Hollow Man. They should be. However, even if they aren't put the name as a foot note either at the bottom of the story or in your author comments. Anyway it was a very creative way to write a nightmare, drug induced hallucination, or mental delusion. All of the above would give it the same sense. I figure there has to be a way for you to write it a little more clear without resorting to telling us the hints in the author's comments. Thanks for sharing. -
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nice!
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hehe OH i'm in the mindset for another weird, twisted horror story but this one is actually just from the back of my head lol
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lol okee dokee then
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LOL it can be but at the moment i'm really not thinking so
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LOL oh geez. you know, sleep is a good thing
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LOL i don't eat before i go to bed and if i go without horror i'd die lol. i've just flat out sworn off sleep and am now living off coffee...lol it's intense but it works! no nightmares!
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fucked up but awesome! kami!! you've taken your writing to quite the next level!! seriously!! you know that weird little girl sing-songy voice that is associated with insanity and such...? yeah i heard that with all the little quotes in between. weird, eh? seriously... awesome work.
and dont worry too much about your dreams. if it really bothers you, lay off foods right before bed, try to read a little less horror (lol!) and take a hot shower right before going to sleep. it helps
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Hun you know after watching Revelations last night where the little girl gets struck by lightning and is in the hospital.. supposedly dead, her body gets cold and her lips turn blue.. but she keeps talking, she recites passages from the bible during the end of the world.. maybe that is what it happening to you only you arent dead your just asleep..
hope i didnt scare you hunni.. and i love this.
great job babe
i love you
~Joy
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fuck kams this is awesome, confusing and one hell of a nightmare. the whole 'ripping posters,hitting the wall' thing is pretty much what i wanna do at the moment, i really need to take my anger out on something. but im always here if you need to vent or virtually beat the crap outta someone....
loves ya loads and i hope they stop soon....
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wow. this was interesting. i love it! too bad it was a nightmare instead of just imagination from your little head. lol. g2g. love you!
~Alex -
wooooooooow! ohmifuckingods hunni! this is soooooooo totally awesome!! i can relate to some of the things that you have talked about...its so amazing! some of the descriptions totally freaked me out. keep up the good work hunni
love forever and always
-mina-
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