My never ending dream

Im still here...

As I opened my eyes everything was a blur, I could feel the cold damp gravel path beneath me, I could feel the pain from the scrapes and bruises, and I could feel the cold rain falling on me. When my eyesight finally went back to normal, I could see a rackety old house at the end of the path, I also noticed my clothes had claw marks and were bloody. I got up and dusted off, then started to walk towards the house even though I had an uneasy feeling. As I walked I could hear the gravel crunch under my bear feet, the cold wind blow on my face, the shiver that went down my back, the wet blood creeping down my skin, my the dessert like feeling in my mouth, the terrible pain all over, the wetness of the puddle, and the nonstop pain of my throbbing head. When I finally reached the house, I opened the door which went creaked slowly. Inside the house there was a little light coming out of the broken windows, the moldy floors creaked and cracked, there were spiderwebs here and there, there was torn furniture arranged for a living room, I went into the hallway into the first room, the door had claw marks on the front, there were pictures that were in broken picture frames, there were torn teddy bears on broken shelves, there were imprints on the floor where a bed most have been. Then I left the room and went into the bathroom, the mirror was broken but I was still able to see my reflection and noticed the pocket watch around my neck. I was so surprised that I stumbled back into the scraps clawed down the wall, I decided not to tale it off for now though, above the mirror there was a cross which looked brand new with a little wear and tear here and there. I left the bathroom and went back into the living room and headed into the kitchen, inside there was clawed walls which pealed some of the paint, there was a butchers knife stuck into the table, the table was round hand had blood stains here and there with cuts made by the knife, the faucet on the sink wouldn't turn on, the oven gave off very little heat, and there wasn't a fridge. The kitchen lead to a small storage area which was completely empty. I tried to walked back into the living room, stumbling along the way, and when I finally arrived there I collapsed on the floor with a loud thud.