Behind The Mask

The fine line between reality and nightmares

I was wandering around, aimlessly. It seemed as if there was no escape. I was in some kind of maze, alone, with nowhere to go.
'Where the hell am I...?' I thought nervously.
I glanced behind myself, and saw that there wasn't anything there. I don't know where I am, but it feels like I'm being watched. Or followed?
I could hear noises coming from all around me, and they we're always over before I could try and figure out what they we're.
Something ran behind me and I twirled around to see...!
Nothing.
I turned around again, and slipped around another corner. I could hear something up ahead though. It sounded like... Eating?
I crept around the corner, and saw something that I wish I hadn't.
I could only see it's back, but the matted fur told me that I probably didn't want to see anything else.
The fur was coming off in chunks, and was littered all around it.
I froze in terror as I saw it start to turn around.
I turned right before I saw its face, and sprinted back the way I had just come from.
I threw myself around corners and marks that might have helped me escape if I had looked at them. I saw a fork ahead, and noticed another one of the monsters blocking one of the pathways. I opted to go down the one that didn't have any monsters. I sprinted down the pathway, and froze once I turned down another pathway.
I was face to face with a dead end.
I turned to go back the way I had come from, and saw that the monsters had caught up to me.
And their faces were revolting.
There mouths were filled with yellowing teeth, and foam was clinging onto their lips. Their eyes we're blood red, and crusted over.
I felt bile rise up in mouth, and I inched backwards.
One of them crouched, and it pounced, revealing the disgusting set of teeth it had.

I jolted out of bed, and slammed into my floor as I yelled out in terror. "What the hell kinda of dream was that!?" I shouted, cursing angrily.
I had bit my tongue.
Blood started to fill my mouth, and I glanced over at my alarm clock.
9:48 AM
I lose a string of colorful words, and got up off of the hard wood floor. I glanced over at my calender and saw that it was the 14th of September.
With a jolt, I realized that it was my birthday.
"Whatever...I'll just skip today. Not like anyone's ever stopped me before." I said as I walked out of my room towards the bathroom.
Before I get too distracted, my name is Chloe Rae Summers. I live alone in a three bedroom house. The reason I live alone was because my parents died. My parents, Silvia Rose summers and Jay Carney Summers, had died in a plane crash while flying to my aunt and uncle's house in europe.
They were about half way there when the plane had malfunctioned. And it didn't end well for them.
I also had a little brother named Sam Rain Summers. He was a nice little brother and he was about 4 years younger than I was. He had been outside, playing with a couple of his friends. There had been a loud noise outside, and I went to check it out.
Let's just say that the sight wasn't pretty. Someone had hit him, and drove off. He died later in the hospital, much to my horror.
This had been about 1 and a half years ago and my parents death was about 1 year ago. I don't mind living alone but sometimes I have these weird dreams that seem to trap me. I even slept for 3 days straight without getting up, while having these odd and abstract dreams.
Some of my friends say that it isn't healthy but I just ignore them and continue on.
I slipped into the bathroom, and washed the blood out of my mouth. I looked at the cut in the mirror, and saw that it was already starting to heal.
I took some Advil, and walked back to my room, muttering in annoyance.
Once I got back to my room, I flopped back into my bed, ready to catch a few more hours of sleep.