Night Night

The Beginning Of The End

 I've had dreams, dreams that seem so real they cannot be explained. I take med's to help me sleep but sometimes the med's don't even help. Whatever these nightmares are they can't control me so Night Night. I'll see you in the morning.

*** 3 Hours Later***

***Running and Panting***

I woke up and I found myself running through the woods but I had to stop to catch my breath. I seemed to be running away from....

*** Growl.***

I start running again, I don't know what I'm running from but it appears to be a beast of some sort. I don't know what it really is but I knew it was hot on my heels so I continued running. I tripped and fell into a trap. Oh shit!!! Now I'm dead for sure.

The beast seemed to be waiting for me just outside the hole when all of the sudden the ground started to rise and I went into full panic mode. I don't know what to do. I found a knife nearby should I take it and kill myself or should I use it to kill the beast. I ran towards the knife and decided that ending my life was not the best solution so I am using it to protect myself from the beast

When I finally get out of the trap I look but the beast is not there. This is when I hear a soft growl behind me. I turned around and there it was.

It has red glowing eyes and that's all you could see. Everything else was black. Then I knew this was not a human nor an animal, this was a demon I was dealing with. I felt so stupid, I've done research on demons and watched many paranormal investigations involving demons and I could not recognize one even if my life depended on it. Which clearly it did.

I tried to get up and run but he already had me under his grip. He grabbed me with his right arm and with his left he cut my chest. It started bleeding but I did not feel the blood dripping down my chest.

*** Alarm goes off***

My alarm went off but I could not wake up, it was as if something grabbed a hold of me and pinned me down on my bed. I started to scream and cry.

*** Loudly Screams But No One Hears***

*** Screams Continue***

And finally my parents heard me screaming when they went to go into my room. The door was locked but I swear I left it open. My dad runs down the stairs and gets the key and comes back upstairs and they finally open the door. When they got to me they noticed I was sitting in a pool of blood and I was sweating as if I had been running a marathon. But all that happened was another of those nightmares.

"Mijo what happened?" My mother asked terrified when she saw the cuts on my chest.

"I don't know mami. I think it was the demons from my dreams." I said but barely being able to speak.

My parents rushed in and my dad picked me up because I could not move. When he grabbed me he whispered to my ear that I was frozen. I have no idea what he was talking about because I felt really warm. He took me and put me in the car.

"Where are we going?" I asked curiously.

"We're taking you to the hospital because you are bleeding too much from those cuts." My dad said in a tone that scared me a little.

"Ok." I just said because to be honest there was no arguing with my parents about this.

When we got to the hospital my dad had to explain to the nurses that I have night terrors and really intense nightmares but they looked at me in disbelief. They took me in and looked at my cuts and said to my parents the cuts looked like I was suicidal. And that I was trying to end my life as I was sleeping. My parents started arguing with them and said that it was impossible due to the fact I was always a happy child and everyone got along with me very well.

I had to get stitches because the cuts were so deep. But I still could not get over the fact that the cuts happened in a nightmare not in real life, so how come I actually did get cut?? That is a question I might never have the answer to.

The nurses recommended to my parents that they should take me to a therapist or something. But I know that even the therapist won't be able to help me because whatever is happening to me, it is happening on the inside not the outside.

I could not help but get mad at the nurses and I screamed something that no one would have expected.

"You all are a bunch of fucking whore!!! You don't know what is happening to me and you guys are telling my parents to take me to a therapist!! I hate you all!! I wish you all will die someday!!" I screamed on top of my lungs and everyone seemed shocked by my response.

I didn't know who I was at this very moment. I'm a different person. It's like someone else has control over what I say right now. My mom tried to calm me down while my dad stepped aside for a few minutes to talk to the nurse.

"Listen Ma'Am, I am so sorry about what he said to you guys but you have to understand that he is going through some shit that we do not understand and we have no control over. I really am sorry but he is haunted by something we cannot see. Something there is controlling him and we can't help him and I know damn well a therapist won't be able to help him either. I'm sorry for his anger but there is nothing we can do about this."

***Back in the room***

"Mijo why did you say that to them?" My mom asked in that very soft voice that she has and that I love so much.

"I don't know ma, it's like something has control over what I say. It's scaring me and I don't know if there is anything I can do to help it. It just pissed me off the fact that they said I'm suicidal like fuck off bitch. I know I'm not fucking suicidal, I know this is not me controlling my actions. You know I'm not suicidal, you know I hate that shit. I even hate it when people talk about them being suicidal.

"But like I said, it's like something is controlling what I say or do. They have no control over it and neither do I. I want to be able to control it but I just can't. There are demons in my mind controlling my body and my emotions. Ma' I'm going to hurt someone but I have to try to battle them. They are taking over and I know I should not let them."

"I know mijo, but we will get through this together as a family. We will try to figure something out to help you. I know we will get through this. It's going to be hard at first but you are strong. We all are as a family." My mom said in that gentle voice one more time before my dad walked in.

"Jeremy what happened there?" My dad asked

"I don't know dad, my mind went blank. I don't remember anything." I said

It was all very weird, it's like one minute I was there and the next I wasn't. I don't know if the demon from my dream made me say what I said but I do know everyone was shocked by what I had said. I don't really know why because like I said I don't remember anything. I started to try and hide my tears because I don't really know what's going on with me.... Am I going to die?

A few hours later they released me but they told me I needed to get therapy and that I needed to take anger management classes. I know what you guys are going to say... But it's true I don't think I have problems. Yeah it's true there is something in my head but I think it's something that will eventually fade over time or that's what I'm hoping for. If this thing doesn't go away I'm going to be fuck up for the rest of my life. It's hard enough dealing with annoying people who think I am the one who is messed up but in reality it's a demon in my head. Demons on my mind and I always gotta fight them. I want to make them go away. Or maybe it's not all in the demons haunting me... Maybe this has to do with what happened when I was a kid....

That's one of the memories that will forever haunt my dreams too... I wish I could see my sisters again. How much I miss them. Me and them were so close until that day came. I swear to God I will find those responsible for what happened to them. Even if it means risking my life.

My mom walks in my room just to find me crying.

"What's wrong baby?" She asked in her sweet soft voice.

"I miss Elena, Victoria, and Alexandra." I cried out

"It's okay, baby. They are sleeping peacefully with God by their side. You know they are probably so proud of the handsome young man you have become. I'm very proud of you too." My mom said in a soft tone