I was at my mom's house for some party. She lived in a complex so some of the neighbors were there as well. Everyone was outside and very few were inside.
I walked in cause I was getting a little dizzy from standing in the sun too long when when I heard someone arguing with someone on the phone. I walked up to her to ask if she could be quieter, but by the time I got there, she'd already put down. Apparently her boyfriend broke up with her and that passed her off.
She then stormed past me. Not even 2 seconds later, I hear someone crying. As I went to check it out, I went to the kitchen and to my horror, I saw the girl cutting the back of my younger brother's head.
I quickly grabbed her and took her to the room.
"What the fvck is wrong with you?? Just because your boyfriend broke up with you, doesn't mean you get to take you anger out on a kid!" I tried shouting, but my voice just came out as a whisper. She heard me and didn't care.
The girl pushed past me. I went to check where she went, but immediately got distracted by the sight of blood coming from the kitchen. I walked in and saw nothing but blood everywhere and a single desk flipped over. I moved the desk and saw my worst nightmare.
I saw my little brother's decapitated head in a puddle of his own blood. His body was crushed to nothing but a pool of blood and gut pieces.
I stared in shock for a few seconds before finally dropping to my knees as I wailed in agony at the sight. I felt as though my life was taken right out of me. I felt sick. I felt like my whole world was just taken and crushed and I couldn't do anything about it. I felt rage for the girl. I wanted to kill her. I wanted her blood on the walls.
I woke up having a panic attack, accidentally waking up my older sister. She quickly came to my aid and asked what was wrong. I told her that I had a nightmare... and she scoffed. She tossed my feelings of anguish aside and went right back to sleep. My father did the same. Telling me "It was just a nightmare".
I tried to move on the rest of the day, hoping to just forget about the nightmare.
I guess you just don't forget about that kind of pain....
~{The End}~
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My Nightmares (DISCONTINUED)
Short StoryBasically... all the Nightmares that I've had that I remember, I've turned into a story. the beginning chapters are Nightmares I've had years ago that I still remember (idk why tho). Anyway... hope you enjoy this book :) ⚠️Warnings⚠️ Contains: Posse...