Short Stories.

The Dreams

Last night, I had a dream. A dream I've continued dreaming for the past few nights. I dreamt about beautiful things, like everyone was peaceful, there was no bad guys on the planet, cancer had a cure; all the depression was gone in the world. It was as if nothing bad had ever happened, and everything horrible that happened had slipped everyone's minds.

I, of course, was in this dream. I dreamt that everyone was my friend, my brother was living with us and didn't smoke, my parents loved being around the house, my best friend had a boyfriend and they were very much in love and happily engaged.

I had also met a boy. I think he said his name was Alexander, or Andy- something similar. I just remember it started with an A. He claimed to be in love with me since he first met me, but I never remembered seeing him beforehand. I would ask him where he's seen me before.

Every time, he either ignored me or would say,"You saw me where I never was and where I could not be. And yet within that very place, my face you often see," which I don't get since I already know the riddle. The answer would be a reflection, but I'm positive I wasn't a guy. Always after he says that, I get confused or troubled. Then, the world starts falling apart. It breaks into pieces and everyone would be dying or going mad. Everyone but me and him. He just stands there smiling while I see the world I had created in my mind falling apart. Eventually, I fall through the ground into an abyss. I call for him, but he just continues to smile while watching me fall.

I wake up before I hit anything, though. I'm always slightly shaken when I wake up now because of it. At first it didn't bother me, but ever since it started reoccurring, I can't seem to get it off my mind. Nothing has been going right after I had that dream. What does it symbolize? What does my mind know about that I don't? I can't seem to shake off a feeling of sickness from my stomach. I just can't place what's going on, and it doesn't seem like I'll be able to anytime soon.

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I fell asleep for the first time in weeks tonight. It was a different dream this time. Everything was the same, but a different theme. I was in another area of the world this time. Once again, everything was perfect, except for that guy. I finally can remember his name now. He called himself Alexander, like I had first guessed. He would call me his sweetheart, hug me and kiss me, make sure I had everything I needed. I asked him about the time when we first met, but he never replied. Instead, I became ill. I would cough and choke, hardly breathing, and he looked back and smiled at me. I accused him of being te reason of my misfortunes, and he agreed.

I don't know why, but I disagreed with him. I apologized for accusing him of my problems and told him that it wasn't true, that I was just confused right now. He forgave and and took me in his arms once more.

I woke up with sweat on my forehead and my parents yelling at me, shaking me to wake up. I don't remember what happened, but my throat had bruises and my arms had open wounds, blood surrounding them. They thought that someone broke into my room, by my window was locked and none of the doors were open. I wasn't convinced that someone broke into my room anyways, even if there was proof that someone had been in the house other than me. I told them that it was my dreams that were hurting me, but they told me I was just imagining things or denying that I had almost been killed.

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I don't know what to do anymore. I think I'm going insane. I fell asleep tonight. It's been too long since I went to bed. At first it felt nice to close my eyes, but then I immediately saw his face. He didn't look lovestruck like all the other times before. He had a look of bewilderment and anger. He probably thought I had passed on by now, but no. I'm still living.

I opened my eyes afer what seemed like ten seconds, but it turns out I had been out for a month. I'm wasting my life away, by sleeping or not sleeping. Either way, I feel like I'm dead. I'm afraid to even blink in fear of seeing him for even just a little bit. I don't know what to do anymore. This is just getting way too out of hand.

I just want to know why he's doing this to me, why he wants me gone, why he's so angry. I'm going to bed, but if I never wake up, I'll be leaving this page open for everyone to see what I have been through. I want them to know I'm not crazy, even though it probably seems like I am right now. No one understands what I'm going through right now. I even looked it up on Google. 

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I'm back. I asked him why he was angry with me. He almost killed me. I even have the wounds to prove it. I won't be showing my parents, or anyone for that matter. I'm too afraid to think that I did this to myself.

I don't know what's a dream and what's not. I've been hallucinating, seeing him wherever I go. In my hallucinations he helps me, though. I think I like this Alexander better. I'm going back to sleep to see if he'll actually tell me this time.

Just know that I hope you all believe me when I tell you this. I don't want to be the only one to know what's happening right now. Hopefully he won't kill me and he'll tell me what's got him so into killing me. Right now, I might not have any luck, but just hope for the best for me.

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He told me. He told me what happened to him. Apparently I look like a girl who had broken his heart, fixed it, and then killed him afterwards. I had to tell him who I was before he told me, though.

He felt so bad about everything he had done to me. He just thought I was the girl who betrayed him and his trust. I don't blame him, though. I understand what it's like to be turned on by the people you love. 

I haven't told you about real life for the past few days. I think I forgot to tell everyone that I have no more friends, and my parents think I need therapy. They all want to lock me up in the white walls. Well, I won't be like this for much longer now that I know why he's been attempting to hurt me like this. Maybe tonight I can get a good night's sleep.

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I don't get it. I thought we solved everything. I don't understand why he would attack me again. I need to find this girl who betrayed him. I want to know her side of the story, why she killed him. 

He said her name was Kathryn Rene Williams. She looks exactly like me, so I'm going to look for short, choppy, blond hair. Looking her up on Google right now, but sleep sure does sound real nice about now...

I think I'll look her up after a little nap...

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Hi! :D First story on Wattpad! Very short, not continuing it since it's the end. XD

Just wanted to share that I did not think that my first story on here would be like this. It's a little different than other stories that I've seen on here, but I think that's good... I think. ._.;;

I was just wondering if you would give me some reviews on it. :D If you did, that would be fantastic! I will love you forever! Also, you should suggest a story I should try writing! I've been so out of ideas, and every idea I have I think it's not good enough for this website. ; w ;

Okay, well thanks for the help and such! :D And if you didn't get the ending of this story, she didn't wake up. X) You can just imagine what happens at the end. You can also continue it if you want. I don't really care all too much. Just give credit to this story! C: