I tended to go home on my bike swiveling away through the rain and the clouds, but then I decided on a question upon my return, how can I find joy if it doesn't find me in the resemblance of my life?
I jumped into my pajamas and started to doze off into a cramping sleep from a long day of such a wasted opportunity of life.........
I touched the cold sensation of an animatronic figure dancing on the show stage, it had fluidity of movements that made the children exhilarated, and full of the joy, that I needed to obtain.
Out of curiosity, I decided to go where the magical machines were built, I followed a man with a yellow suit down by the "EMPLOYEES ONLY" door on the east side of the building, he seemed suspicious, but made me laugh with a tilt of guilt i- it.... made..... me...... overjoyed. I didn't know why, this man was it that made me feel joy, but he seemed like something that gave me joy.
I felt a sensation of JOY, one thing that I needed in my life to reprise the one thing I lost so much again; the depression, the pills, and the sensational therapies with people asking you some random questions that just drive you insane.
I got the reward of such greatness that I didn't know what to do. I sat there observing the strange yellow rabbit, he had 6 children occupied by hypnosis of mechanical movements, I heard a male voice, deep from the animatronic mascot, "It's okay my dears, you are safe with me, not fret at my voice, but you can't leave the party, It's just getting started". He started to make clock repressions from his mouth.
"Tick tock, tick tock"
He takes a knife from the table where he presumably worked before, taking that knife, he murdered the children. Each child was drowned by the blood pressured by their screams, I stood there horrified, shaking......
He finished his final kill, he then observed the movement of my footsteps, and proceeded to walk toward to me. I ran as fast as I could reaching the depth of the earth, where the rocks grew by properties of magma and pressure. I hid inside a locker that belonged to a high school, the rabbit searched all over in the room, but the thing that I was in. He stepped forward scratching the metal surface of the locker, he pried the locker open and took me but he hair as I started screeching for help, he took the knife and shoved it into my abdomen, I screamed again in agony, no matter how hard I fought he was strangling me even more.
I woke up....
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Coaster
HorrorA story about a sadistic experience on a roller coaster 🎢 and how it can a perspective of people, but a dream can affect how real reality can be, no matter how real the situation is