There Are So Many Sides To One Face

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  "Elizabeth....Where are you... come out come out... you know that you cant hide for long......Elizabeth!!!!!.." I woke up with a sudden jolt of pain, sweat covered my forehead as I tried to relax a bit, but it seemed as if relaxing wouldn't come anytime soon. See now everynight I have nightmares. Sometimes how bad the nightmare is depends on how my day went. If I were to have a really bad day I would have a nightmare so bad it would feel as if the dream were to come true, to the point where I could feel the movement of the dream, and the pains with in it.

   I once had a nightmare that was completely horrible. 'I was running away from someone with dark red eyes as dark as the blood that'll drip from a horror scene. I myself was pale and sickly my feet were bare... my mouth was so dry, like I had been stranded in a desert for almost a week without any sign of water.. my legs had cuts and bruises all over them.... I had a gash going down my back and coming around my hip to my stomach but it wasnt too bad to where I was bleeding to death.... maybe needed stitches, but it still had hurt like hell in the nightmare..., and with every bleeding step I took I lost even more energy than I had the step before.. I had been so weak... but then in the dream I had found a river in the pitch black of the night..... I had ran to it to try and see if it might help my thirst. ... but the minute I got closer I had soon realized what it was.. Which had only made my thirst grow even more. For it was no ordinary river... in fact it was a river of blood... blood that came from the pile up of bodies a few miles down... Shortly after that I had woke up the minute it felt like I had been stabbed in the back by that of whom I was running away from.

  It was after that nightmare that I ended up waking up to bruised legs.. with scars all over them from the cuts.. and an incredibly huge scar from the gash that had been on my back in the dream. I had felt every thing that happened in the dream. But I noticed that my back had been covered in something wet. So I got up to check it in the mirror in my bathroom and that's when I realized it was blood. It was my blood. For I had been bleeding from the stab in my back yet there was no hole or gash not a single slice from where I had gotten stabbed,  just blood.

  Sad thing was I would have dreams like this every night. Some not as bad as others, Yet I would always wake up with some type of injury. I don't think anybody else goes through anything like this. If anybody does all I can say is I wish them the best that they're strong enough to deal with the pain and nightmares.

  Now of course noone knows about me and my nightmares because well I live alone. My mother died giving birth to me, and well my dad died a few years ago. Actually I should clarify that, my dad was actually killed, but I dont want to get into that. My aunts live all the way down south. I dont know of my uncles except that my Uncle Mark who was closest to me died a few months ago in a motorcycle accident,  or so the authorities say. My twin brother was said to have died as well while my mom was giving birth to him.. At least that's what I was told by my father. . In all honesty ive been alone since I was 10 which was 6 years ago when my dad had started to leave the house and wouldn't come back till about a week later sometimes a month.

  *Alarm clock ringing* "I honestly don't know why I even fucking put that stupid alarm clock on if im always awake before then because of these stupid fucking nightmares." after that I just sat on my bed for a bit and tried not to think too much about the day or even the hell hole of a nightmare. I dont even know why I dont ever just skip a day of school. its not like they can call my house and I would get in trouble.  I mean I don't even have a phone number down for the school. I do have a cell phone though. I just don't really text too many people all that much.