Femboy In A Box

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...In that dusty spider webbed wannabe clinic, doctor's eyes diving into my own look... The syringe on his hand dropped some dark liquid when he pushed the bottom with his thumb... or was it blood already, mine or someone else 's!?... My stretch bed shaked... A sweaty smell, nauseous... Amongst with other strange smells maybe... Even his mask was darkening with a wet spot that began smoking... I couldn't move... I couldn't close my eyes... He took of his mask and smiled at me with a ripped off smile, literally, as the skin on his cheeks slowly stretched into blood, flesh and veins could be seen. Skin rotted up until his ears and his teeth were like sharpened claws lubricated with viscosity. A snot green saliva drop droll slowly from his large mouth. His eyes still hypnotizing me, but I leaned my face to the left or it would felt directly my mouth. I felt it on my face instead, burning like acid probably would burn and melt the skin on my face. I did scream, with my agitated little lungs, but no sound released from my vocal chords. The open mouthed veterinary was an animal itself, with a jaw larger than my head and it's inside was like a viscous dark cave that was about to devour me...
...I was about to finish solving my Rubik's cube when it shattered on my lap into eighteen pieces... And I think this was different than the thunderstorm that began to spit down lightnings towards the land all around my mom's car, where I was in. I even dreamed about crossing a bridge which it's own road was flooded with water rain right before the sticks of fireworks began falling towards our direction when we left the car and it disappeared... Sadly, - and maybe I'm just being a bit too dramatic here, but... - All of these were only nightmares from my mind.

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Pitch Black!

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I still could smell the nauseous scents from my nightmare... And feel the shakings as well... But I couldn't see a thing!
I'm not sure if I got blind because I'm confident I kept blinking, but it's like I wasn't...
I think I might have fell asleep and reawaken a couple of times there... Still dizzy...
My body condensed and relaxed and my head light and heavy. I think it was playing tricks on me... Telling me my arm and it's vein got stung with that thin metal vaccine from my nightmare, but my fingers proved it wrong not feeling a thing, not even pain, just skin and muscle.
I'm sat down on some floor somewhat similar to some wall by back was up against. I can't stretch my legs or my feet would go up against some other wall. Same thing with my arms, walls all around me and some ceiling above me. I tried to feel it... Not cold and straight clean like metal... More rough, like wood. It was wood... I was in a box of wood, like a coffins. And why did I thought about this!? Coffin!? Am I buried alive!? Was I buried alive!? - Mom!? MOM!? MOM!!!... Oh God!!! Mom!?... God!? Wait... I can... I must... - "Breath"... As I rubbed my fingers on the wood, a thin wood splinter stuck in my index finger. - AH! Auch! - ...I searched with my other hand and took it out successfully... - Aff... Breathe... - Breathe! - Breathe... - Breathe! - I must... - I can... - I can breathe! Oh... And I can listen to things... I'm not in a coffin, I'm in a box!... Okey... I'm a smart boy... Calm down... Listen... Listen... - "Listen... ... Some random music I can't decipher seems to be playing... there's also a continuous background sound, like... Like when I'm traveling in mom's car! There's also some creaking along with the shakings... I must be inside the box, in the back of some truck or van... Oh... Like the white one outside of the clinic maybe!? Maybe mom is on the front..." - HELLO!!! MOM!!! - ... ... "No answer. She can't listen with the music... Maybe I fainted and they're taking me to the hospital... But, why in a box!?"... And I felt uncomfortable again... Rubbed my legs... They felt soft! I wasn't wearing my jeans, but some softer pants... I don't think I was wearing my "Neki" shoes either... I pulled my legs against my chest... And felt something bumping on my shoes, or my shoes on it! Too big and solid for a bug, hopefully... I searched blindly with my left hand and touched something soft... Like a paper!? That wasn't it! I used my right hand to reach the "object" that I could feel with my heel. - AH!! - It was wet! *INHALE EXHALE... COURAGE!* On second try... Seeming like... Is! A bottle! Oh, I know how does work! With both hands, opened it, tasted it... "WATER"! I was thirsty and didn't know! But... What about the paper!?...*INHALE EXHALE... COURAGE!* - AH! - Soft! Something soft...and wrapped on the thin paper. It seemed somewhat familiar too... I handled it, unwrapped it... "Bread!?" ... "Smells like bread... Feels like bread..." Squished it. "It even sounds like bread..." I took a bite! It was reasonably tender, dry, but with some cold wetness in between and it wasn't a bug or snot or some terrifying ingredient... It was butter! I smiled because it was the kind of snack my mom use to prepare me in the middle of some mornings or afternoons!

I never thought I would sleep anymore before reaching the hospital... But that was definitely my longest, monotonous and exhausting trip ever! I don't remember, but, I suppose I did went back to sleep and back to my mind's nightmares...

I woke up with turbulence! Shakings... shakings... I wasn't in the truck or ambulance or van anymore... No more music - where's my MP3!? - and no more creaking... Maybe some creaking... But different! I began listening some clear voices with an unclear language and preferred to stay quiet... Was it Portuguese!? "Dad"!?