Once again, I wake up on a twin bed and I keep my eyes close and take notice on the smell, which reminds me of my bedroom.
But then when I open my eyes, I am in my bedroom. But how...did I get here?
That wasn't all a dream. It couldn't have been.
My legs tremble as I step on to the floor. Am I really going that crazy?
As I approach the steps downstairs, I don't hear the usual grunts and moans from my father, and I didn't hear him yelling for me to wake up.
"Dad?" I call out looking for a response, as the house is way to silent.
I turn the corner to his bedroom to see if he was still sleep and I nearly pass out.
Blood.
Blood everywhere.
I could barely tell that this mangled body is my dad's.
God this is sick. This is all a dream, just like those freaks.
None of this is real.
A bloody knife is stuck in mattress and my eyes glance off onto the walls where three words have been freshly painted on, "Go To Sleep"
"Jeff..." I whisper and run to the front door and out on the driveway.
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So sorry guys! Been dealing with a lot of stuff rn and its been difficult. Promise to do this more often
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