The Attic

Chapter 24 :D

the dream felt so real, the pictures being so vivid in my head. There was also a lot of terror. The gross cut up face was stuck at the top of my head. It was almost impossible to forget, whenever I try to think of something, somehow that picture gets stuck in my head again. It was gross but so scary how amazing the picture was, it was so clear and bright, it was as if it was reality. The picture was so unrealistically clear, every second of the dream was memorized in my head.

I walked outside. I looked at the moving sign. It was so upsetting. I just wanted to rip the sign out of the ground and throw it away. I loved this place, it was nice, and BIG. I had a very nice bedroom, It was probably the size of an ordinary kitchen. I had it set up in a perfect layout, My bed on the other side of the room, my dresser next to the door and my big screen right above my dresser. It was so nice, i also loved that i was an ony child because your mom only pays attention to you, especially since i don't have a daddy anymore. My mom says i will never get a new one, but i believe that one day she will fall in love, i know it. Another awesome thing about our house is that is has a big outdoor pool. I remember after a hot day of school i would just run and jump right into the pool with my clothes on. I love the cool chill the water sent throughout my body.

I ran back inside. Thoughts were pouring through my head wanting to splash out and tell my mom about everything I had dreamed of, and how clear I had still remembered it. Every little detail was focused in my brain. But I had this urgent pull not wanting me to tell my mom. I remembered all the emotions, as if I was really crying. Even at this moment I could feel the tears brushing my cheeks. I could feel the furious, burning anger that grew inside me, all of the emotions were so overwhelming. It was the most scary, and the worst dream I had ever dreamed of. What could have triggered my brain to dream of such horror? It was hard to look at the mental pictures in my head, they were so gory, with all the blood, scars bruises, it was hard to see her regular skin. What happened to her? I couldn't imagine what had happened, with so may scars and blood dripping out of the cuts in her skin, I couldn't believe her skin was holding together, it looked as if it was about to crumple. I shook my head in relief realizing it wasn't real. That dream would make a great horror movie, it would probably give people nightmares for days, hoping the pictures in their head would soon disappear. Somehow I managed to keep my mouth shut. It was so hard to keep all of my secrets clogged into my throat. At least it wasn't like I robed at house or something, I thought.

I sighed and ran to my room. I looked around, in the dream my room looked the same, every little detail was mentioned in the picture, there were my books lying on the floor, the same exact garbage in the garbage can, it was scary how real it was.

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Jordyn(: