'What? I don't understand, what is this!!' I said to the man in frustration.
He looked more annoyed than I was, he looked at me with such disappointment and a little bit fear.
'One day you will end up like me, people will fear you instead of me, you can try to run away from it but it never works, I tried and I failed. The faster you accept the better, you should of left when I told you to, I sit here lonely for a reason, you should have listened to me...' The man said to me.
I felt a sharp pain in my stomach, it was unbearable. I wrapped my arms around my stomach tightly before letting out a groan and falling to the ground.
'Something is wrong.' I heard a voice say.
How did I get in such a bad place? I felt my self be shoved around and lots of people talk in the distance, but I didn't know where I was.
I woke back up, for the first time in days I had a peaceful sleep, but only to find out things wouldn't stay that way, peaceful.
The doctor was sitting beside me.
'Your doing well, soon you can go home where you will be more comfortable, we will do daily checks on you and keep you on medication. Also someone will be there to watch you through the night, just until things calm down.' He said to me.
It felt like one big dream, I could remember what was happening both asleep and awake but it felt like a blurry memory.
I gave the doctor a smile and shook his hand. Now that id had one sleep without returning to that place I felt I could have many more and get on with my life. Doctors thought so too, we couldn't be more wrong.
Once the doctor left I went on my side and closed my eyes without worry or fear. Things felt so much better, lighter. But I couldn't help but think about that man and how it was too late? Maybe he was wrong or maybe that's all it was, dreams. Id soon find out.
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