Dreams

Prologue

I open my eyes…

But there is nothing to see, I only hear someone, no, two people talking…

I try to blink and rub my eyes… but my arms are tied and my eyes feel as if something is keeping them from blinking not to mention they are completely irritated. At moments like this I’m glad I mastered the skill of crying on cue and begin to hydrate my eyes. This might sound crazy but I feel the dust particles fall out through the tears…

I look around everything is blurry now so I try my technique again and again till I feel tears streaming down my face. As if they were waiting for me to regain my sight the two people, immediately stopped their conversation and walked towards me. I couldn’t see their faces because of the lighting from the candle in the corner behind me but I could tell by their height and voices they were boys no older than me. They both wear wearing black and held the creepiest smiles anyone could imagine.

One opened his mouth

“Do you see her? The little bitch is crying” his smirk grew even wider

“Aww did what we did to you hurt?” the other mocked sarcastically 

“Well just wait for what we have in store for you now” the first one finished.

They talked as if they were one person or reading each other’s minds.

One snatched the pressure pinchers from my eyes and the other cut the rope from my arms. I could feel fresh blood trickling down my arms to my hands and leaking on the floor. For some reason I scream but I don’t feel any pain but the smell of the blood was strong. it smelt like fear and I could tell the boys were enjoying every single moment of it. They both carry me to a nearby cliff. They put me down at the edge cut the rope around my feet. A familiar feeling of blood gushed down my leg leaving a cold chill behind as if the wind instantly dried it up. They start slicing my arms and legs and a sharp pain goes through my back and makes me fall to my knees. One grabs me by the hair and slits his blade through my years spent self grown hair and drops it to the ground as if it was nothing. I begin to panic as I see the individual strands hit the ground. My eyes widen when I am forced to look down at my arms and watch as a knife slowly splits my skin is replaced by red gushy blood. One boy forces me drink it and the other takes out a small plastic mirror to make me watch myself do it. I see my now short and bloody blond hair and my bleeding red eyes.

They began talking as one again

“Ha do you see how ugly you are?”

“You are such a monster!”

“No wonder no one wants you”

“Your parents sent you here because they hate you”

“Why don’t you just jump off the cliff”

As if for the first time they weren’t thinking the same thing the other responded

“Yeeaah jump bitch”

I feel a knife pressing against my back as I am forced to stand up

They both sing in unison, “Jump or it will go through”

I remain quite

They both get angry and push me off

As if instinctual my arms and legs retract

I see the ground getting closer and closer.

I try to blink but my brain act as if it forgot how to, everything starts to spin and I crash…

I- I don’t understand…