Diary of a Suicidal Emo

A Dream?

Warning: Little bit gore detail in this chapter, if you can't handle it, skip this chapter or just bare it .3.

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I slowly walk up to the door, the faint sound of a buzz saw is barely audible through the thick door. With much stupidity, I slowly open the door, slow enough to not make noise and slightly to the point it was only an inch open. I couldn't quite get a good look of what was inside but as soon as I opened that door, the stench of death just hit me. I scrunched my nose and backed away from the door, the sound of a buzz saw slowly becomes louder. I hitched my breath then stood there silently, the only sound being the buzz saw and the breathing of the one holding it.

   

    I tried to slowly back away from the door, careful not to make a sound. Before I had the time to even think, the door was suddenly swung open and I was grabbed by the collar of my shirt and held before a seven foot tall man with blood stained bandages over his eyes. He holds me up, not directly looking in my direction but had the blood-covered buzz saw dangerously close to my stomach. I tried searching through my pocket, taking out a quarter and throwing it in the opposite corner of me. He suddenly looks over in that direction, but I suddenly kick him in the jaw, making him drop me to the ground. As soon as he drops me I run into the room, dodging the buzz saw in his hand.

    When I entered, the floor was stained with blood, even bloody hand prints were stained onto the (used to be) pure white walls.I quickly shut the door and broke the handle, making it harder for him to get in. In the middle of the large room was a medical table with his last victim on it. I walked closer to the table and the person looked oddly familiar, my moms ex-husband, strapped to the table with his insides torn up and the top of his head gone.  I just stare at his corpse, half of me thought that he deserved this but the other half made me feel sorry for him. I looked around the room, a collection of knives in one corner, a tall rusted silver fridge in the next and a hallway in another. I didn't even want to know what was in the fridge so I went down the hallway that was way too long and had two rooms on each side of the hall. At the end of the hall was a faint like, almost like the light that reflects from the moon. I made my way down the hallway checking each door, but of course, all are locked. When I got the door I peeked outside the thin window outside of it.

   The ground outside was pure black and the grass glistened like blades of black diamond. In the sky there was nothing but the moon, no clouds or stars could be seen. I slowly put my hand on the door knob and turned it, opening the door up. I took one step out, then two but suddenly, I appeared back on the couch with Micky still in my arms, sleeping quietly.

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