My Dreams

Cry Rose Petals

February 25, 2017

I know it's March now and this says February, I'm sorry I haven't published it.

There are five of us in my family. There's my older sister, younger brother, my mother, and my father. We were all eating dinner around the table when all of a sudden the lights began to flicker in the kitchen. I was the only one to notice that it happened, since when it stopped no one seemed to mention it. The air in the room felt thicker after that, I felt like something changed and I became paranoid. We finished eating and one by one we got up to wash our dishes.

While I was waiting to wash my plate, a strong scent of roses filled the air, and it made it hard to breathe. The lights flickered again and as I looked around to see my family member's faces , I noticed that they didn't have any. They were just standing still, faceless, but even though they didn't have eyes I felt like they were looking at me. I felt something pull me down, and I just collapsed on the floor crying. The harder I stared at their faces, the more I would see red circles form around where their eyes were supposed to be. The lights were still flickering and then they stopped, leaving the room dark. The room began to have a stronger scent of roses making me feel dizzy, and then I heard laughing. I closed my eyes tightly, curled up into a ball, and pressed my hands against my ears.

I opened my eyes thinking that it would be over and then I saw that the lights were back on. Everyone was acting normal, as if nothing happened and then out of know where my mother began to cry. I don't know why she was crying, and I found it strange that no one was trying to comfort her. She turned around and looked right at me, she was looking right into my eyes and blood began replacing her tears. I began to cry as well, I was scared of whatever was happening. The blood ran off of her face and when it hit the floor, what was so supposed to be tears of blood then turned into a rose petal. I looked back up at her and she had a kitchen knife in her hand. I thought she was going to kill me, but instead she stabbed herself causing a significant amount of blood to ooze out, forming a pool of rose petals right next to her feet. She then began coughing out rose petals, mixed with blood. The room smelled strongly of roses making me feel dizzy again. The lights flickered, and then my mother fell down on the floor. Then I fainted.

I woke up facing the wall of a room. I then noticed I was laying on the top bunk of the bunk-bed that I share with my older sister. When I turned around I began to scream. There was my sister, her hands were on the railing of my top bunk, and she was facing me. I could only see half of what was supposed to be her face; since her face was blank like it was before. The lights flickered on and off so fast again, and I was able to get little peeks of my sister's actual face. Blood began pouring out of her mouth as she smiled at me, and from her fingertips that were pressed tightly on the railing of my bed. The blood began turning into rose petals once it fell on my arm, which was close to her hand. The rose petals felt so smooth on my skin yet it stung and hurt as if they were thorns. She then began laughing violently, and fell backwards. The eerie sound of her cackling laughter was replaced by the loud crack of her neck snapping, as her head hit against the cabinet that was right behind her. When she fell on the floor her whole body slowly started turning into rose petals. Filling the room of the strong aroma of roses.

I climbed off my bed and ran into my younger brother's room trying to ask him for help. He was playing games on his laptop, and couldn't hear me since his earphones were in. I started shaking his shoulders trying to get his attention, when the lights began to flicker in his room. His laptop screen then turned into static, and he pushed my hands off of his shoulder to turn around and look at me. You could see beautiful roses growing from where his eyes were supposed to be at and then the rose petals started falling off. His face was left completely blank until the laptop screen and the lights were back to normal. He turned around to face his laptop and began to play games again. I then started smelling the scent of roses, and his earphones fell out due to a river of blood that began flowing out of his ear. The blood kept on pouring out until his hand let go of his computer mouse and his laptop screen read, "Game Over". The floor was covered with rose petals now and the lights kept flickering... I couldn't take it anymore.

I wanted it to be over. I ran into the kitchen and cut my wrist. I watched as my skin was pulled apart by the knife and how all the blood began to flow out of me. I then stopped bleeding but I was still alive. I began to cry since the only thing I wanted to do now was die. I JUST WANT TO DIE! A rose stem wrapped around the cut and used the thorns to pull my skin back together. This made me furious. So I kept on cutting my legs and arms but everywhere I cut the same thing would happen. I did one last thing that I knew would work. I laughed hysterically knowing it would be the end of my torture and then... I slit my throat. I was wrong though. I thicker rose stem began to wrap around my neck and began using its thorns to close the cut I made. I failed at killing myself. I can't end it. There was one more person, and then maybe this torture could end.

My father was the only one I haven't seen die yet. I didn't know where I was supposed to find him, but then I noticed a trail of rose petals leading to the garage. I was tired already, and I couldn't bare to see another family member die again. I just hoped that his would be a quick death. I walked inside the garage and saw him on his phone, next to his desk. I waited for the routine to start. I watched the lights flicker and his face disappear. It turned into a blank white nothing, his face was just white with no eyes or anything. I waited then for the lights to stop flickering and for his face to come back to normal. Once it was back to normal he took out a gun from his desk, he put the gun to his temple and pulled the trigger. The bullet went right through his head and a confetti of petals came out from the other side. Then the lights went out in the garage.

I went outside the house which was something I should've done a lot earlier. As I walked out onto the street I noticed that there were no houses around me, just a street and the blinking street lights. I chilly breeze came from behind me and I saw petals fly by. The smell was so lovely and smooth. The flowers morphed into human bodies in front of me, and there were four of them. They walked side by side together, and one of them started to dance around. When the one dancing swirled around, they saw me and stared at me until they reached out their hand towards me. I could tell this was my sister. I grabbed what was supposed to be her hand, and as I touched her rose petals my hands started turning into rose petals as well. She then embraced me in a hug, and the rest of my body took in the form of rose petals.

I was happy now, I felt so calm and at ease. The sad part though was that I was different from them. I wasn't as free as they were. They were all just a perfect bunch of rose petals, and I was held down by thorns wrapped around my body.