Just A Dream

When I was young I would always be outside and doing my thing, random shit. Then came the day that made me well this... A girl who stays inside and when I do go outside I stay in the shadows. People have tried to help me but I keep telling them there is no hope, there's no cure for me. My former self, younger me, has been locked up for years. Ever sense that day, that I changed, I am getting lost in time. I am starting to loose my former self. I don't know whats happening. I need help but there is no help. I can feel myself slowly changing, like one day I wont be here it will just be the monster with in me. Every now in then I will see the younger me playing outside, just being me. The feeling I get when I see that is just unbearable, I want to be the old me again!

I wake up with the sound of the alarm clock, Beep, Beep, Beep. Im breathing heavily and I say "It was just a dream, just a dream." I relize it's Saterday and turn off The alarm. "Every night its just another dream just like that, like my dreams are telling me a story. But the story is like a nightmare, in a way." I get out of bed and open my door, I look right then left and see no one is awake. I walk back to my room and grab a book from under my bed and write down my dream. When I finish I put it right back under my bed. "The dreams I have they don't end...""Its like there a never ending story. I have will have them until I die, If I die."