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The never ending dream

This story I wrote

I was about 5 or 6 when I started getting this horrifying dream. I always woke up crying and shaking a whole bunch. I go to sleep frightened at night for the feer of seeing him. Carrow carue. When I fall asleep I wake up in my dream to find myself tied to a bed in a house full of screams little kids screams coming from the walls. A tall lanky figur crawls up to me with how head upside down and his body in an uncomfortable backbend. He had cracked grey skin with black marks and scratches. He had blood shot eyes and bags underneath. He had a mouth full of needle sharp teeth and on top of his head was an old out dated top hat and a black suit that looked like the guy from a nightmare before Christmas. His shirt was crumpled on his body cut and his arms were bruised. In the dream he'd always crawl up to me and point his long bloody boney finger at me and say you can never ecscape I'm always watching you. Then he'd scream in my face. It was a reacuring dream. I'd wake up scared half to death crying still seeing his horrifying face and hearing his blood curdling screams. One particular night though I was propped up on my bed frame reading a book, holding off sleep for as long as I could. Like always I'd eventually slowly fall into a deep dark sleep. This time I woke up in that nightmare scratchy bed but I wasent tied up. I was free. I got up out of the bed and ran. I glanced back only once catching a glimpse of the horrifying creature holding a butcher knife. As I ran I could here scream just like mine coming from the walls of children of all ages. Girls boys parents uncles aunts. I opened the door and ran into the Forrest. I relised this was my forest in the back yard. I could here that thing screaming you can't dcscape me I'm always watching you can run and hide but eventually I'll find you. Those horrifying words I'm always watching you echoed in my head. I woke up in a cold sweat but... I wasent in my bed i was in the forest.i looked back to try and see my house but instead I found him. He stood there for a brief second smiling viciously..... I ran all the way back to my house my feet patted against the grass but every step I took he was right behind me. Finally I got back to the house. The thing was running faster now. It would be a matter of seconds before he approached me. I suddenly remembered I kept an extra house key in my coat pocket so I took it and unlocked the door. I rushed to my room. I got under the covers and cried silently. I gently and carefully lifted my head over the cover and I saw his rotting face close to mine. His hushed voice fell over the room. You can never ecscape carrow carue I'm always watching you. I screamed and my parents turned on the light. He was gone it's like he disappeared into thin air. My mother and father stood at the door clearly upset about my screaming. I rambled on and on about that thing but obviously they didn't believe me and were unfazed by my crazy story. It's been 15 years science that incident and I still think about him for the feer of him coming back why did he want me? Was i his next meal. Sometimes I wonder if it really was all my imagination and my parents were right. The only th8ng I don't have an explanation for is how that butcher knife got beside my bed