Dreams really do come true.

Why,Why can't I move? Where am I? Why am I hear ? Who did this ? These thoughts and many others filled my mind, As I lay there in the pitch black darkness unable to move,  pins shouting throughout my body. I try to stand , only managing to fall to the ground. Fighting  every agonizingly  painful shot shooting throughout my body. I somehow find the strength to not let myself down, Not here,not like this,I don't want to die in a place like this.

    I walk around ,with every agonizing step I find myself going nowhere. I walk around in circles until I came to a long dark hallway a dim light  pouring from the end .

     I come to an  old  Dusty door covered in cobwebs. Kreek, I open the door, finding an empty room  containing only a lit candle perched in the window, and a merrier nailed to the wall. With my legs about to give out I painfully managed to make it over to the candle and shakingly pick up the candle. I slowly creep my way over to the mirror. I didn't want to look,I was afraid for what I would see. I decided to look at my agonizingly painful legs. I shined the light from the candle  close enough to my legs that I could just barely make out what they  looked like. I placed both my hands on my knees, I could feel tough hard bone covers in blood and mangled flesh. Next I gathered up with all the strength I had left to look in that mirror. I put my hand on my head,I could feel the warm blood seeping out of from my head. I could see bone through the blood and chunks of more mangled flesh. What happened to me? Why? What did I do?

    Fear was the only thing I felt. Shivers ran down my spine as a  strong gust of wind engulfed the inter room,disintegrating the flame. Paralyzed with fear I couldn't bring myself to move all I could do is stare into the vas darkness. The brees Went away and the candle lights back up. Tricked out I drop the candle,fortunately it stays lit.Kreech, the door flys  opened and a man comes stumbling in,he's soaked in blood. With his head down he mumbles" help me."  I pick up the candle than walk over to the man." How did you get here" I asked hoping to find some answers. The man slowly lifts up his head, his entire face was drenched in blood and his eyes were slowly fading black. He tackles me to the ground, flinging the candle across the room and extinguishing the flame putting us back in top top darkness. I vigorously try to escape but it's no use he's just too strong. He takes the knife in his right hand and shivers it into my eye and out the other side stabbing into the floor covering me in a book of my own blood.

    I sit up I'm still in the dark scared out of my mind until I look around and see my alarm clock shining bright conferring light upon me, that's when I conferencing relics I'm back in my room. " thank God it was only a dream" I conferencing tell myself. I creep down the steps trying not to whack anybody ,I head to the bathroom to look at myself. I creek open the door,try to turn on the light but can't. I tell myself "it's just a power out there's nothing to fear. " the moonlight shines in through the window making it easier to see me in the mirror. I hesitantly look, I find nothing wrong with me." See it was just a dream" I tell myself. The door creeps opens and a man whacked in, I don't  think much of it because my older brother is always bringing home strangers." Kaskus my I'm in here" I tell the man. The man with his head down slowly lifts his head up, his face was covered in blood ,and his eyes were blood red." **** are you ok? "I ask him. He didn't give me a response. The man lunged himself at me. With me pinned to the floor I vigorously try to escape but it's no use he's just too strong. He takes the knife in his right hand and shivers it into my eye and out the other side stabbing into the floor covering me in a book of my own blood. While lying on the floor suffocating on my blood I hear the man say something as he walks away
   " dreams really do come true."