Aurielle's Curse

Nightmares

Chapter 1 --------> Nightmares

Darkness finally consumed the little light the candle had spread throughout the room. The pale moonlight tried to sneak through the cracks of the walls, which seemed to block it from entering. Tonight, sleep didn't become my best friend as memories of my past kept me awake. I woke up sweating and frustrated from these visions that I just can't seem to understand; it was like fixing a jig-saw puzzle with many different pieces.

After hours of fighting the needed rest my body deserved, my eyes gave in and I laid my head on the cardboard, imagining it was soft as the Queens bed, adjusted the torn up 'pillow' and fell into a blissful sleep.

Shhhhhh, shhhhhh, my little angel, go to sleep.

Mommy, I love you

I love you more, my sweetheart, more than you'll ever know.

With that I closed my eyes, a smile on my face and went to sleep. I then found myself on a hillside, with flowers of all shapes, names, colours and sizes. I was happy here, the happiest I've ever been and wishes of this staying forever just don't exist. I accept this fact just as I find myself now surrounded by withering trees with faces full of sadness. A cold and biting wind hits my back, with full force of a anger filled boxer and sends my dress flying all around me. Goose bumps fills my whole body at the reaction of this and seem to grow further when a vicious howling sound

of tormented and lifeless souls fills the air. Eyes begin to replace the once beautiful flowers, glowing with bright fires of hell, looking at me as if to burn my pure soul into ashes.

Images of demons begin to appear right before my eyes. One appears to have needles in their head and hands, another had chains that looked like they had no end, with the clinking sound matching the movement of his walk. More gruesome images flashed before me, taunting and terrifying. I couldn't take any more, shaking my head to wake up, petrifying screams escaped my mouth as I saw my mother become one of these things, her face stretching, squishy and gooey as bits and pieces begin to tear off with the heat of the flames all around her.

'''Noooooooooo!'' I woke up shouting.

''Shut up! Shut Upppp!'' screamed my mother in reply trying to over power me, for the second time of the night.

Fresh sweat ran down my brown, tiny, frame, while tears poured uncontrollably from my soft, brown eyes. Trying to muffle the sounds of my tears , I covered my mouth with my hands as much as I could. That was the fifth time for the week, twice

in a night that I had nightmares, each one getting more and more difficult to bear. Depression has taken over the happiness and love in my life that unfaithful day, never to return. Images of my mothers smiling face disappearing each time with the nightmares and hard as I try to keep them in my memory, the quicker they fade away. There is no way I'm going to to get some sleep now, so I simply just sit up with my legs bent under my chin, awaiting to hear the birds to signal the sign of the sun rising.

The moonlight has now been replaced by the suns rays, the wall still refusing entry, but had lost the battle when the little room lit up with natural light. For a moment I felt that there was hope of ''us'' getting out of this situation. I almost smiled at that thought when the sound of my mothers keys jingling with each step as she comes towards the room. Curses of hatred spit from her mouth as she fusses to open the door, after finally succeeding, she flies the door open with a bang.

''Get Up! Its time.'' she grumbled, obviously being that she woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Without daring to argue, I forced myself up off the floor, greeted with dizziness and stumbled to follow behind her. The bright light from the sun boldly shone in the sky as I tried to adjust my eyesight. What I saw before me was definitely not what I expected.

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Author's notes c: PLEASE READ!!!

Cliff Hanger!! There will be a lot of these... Fair Warning! *evil smirk* hehe!

Q1- Why does the girl refer to herself as 'us'?

A- She is forbidden to have friends or any relationship with anyone at all, so she resorts to her imagination which consists of 'Me , Myself and I'. These 'persons' is who she spends her time talking with. Oh! I forgot to mention she has a doll named Eliza.

Q2- What happened at the bus stop?

A- You'll find out soon enough.... muaaaahahahahahaha *sorry :3

Q3- What happened to the mother?

A- *I'm not revealing everything.... but she had some psychological problems that lead to her doing things, without even realising she was doing it. She also had a bipolar disorder. ;)

Q4- What's her name?

A- At first I had Alexandra, Zariah or Willow... but now I'm thinking to change it. You'll know when I decide. :)

Btw- Most of these chapters will be short... don't hate, just appreciate! lol :D I'm serious though -_- pfftt...haha! Also, this is based in the Caribbean, Jamaica. Enjoy the book!!!! Bye lovely teddy's! Xoxo :) (oh! dialects used will be translated...)

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