Devil in forms

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Prologue:
I walk in my room Lucas is already asleep, I walk slowly not wanting to wake him up. Me and Lucas are not what you say "normal brothers" to, we have this distant relationship, he's my brother and that's it, he's younger and he doesn't like me, he always ignores me, and once I've been locked in the attic for an entire night and he didn't even get me out of there, he swore he didn't know I was there, but I know he's lying, our room is exactly under the attic, so if he wanted to get me out of there he would've.

Devil in forms:
As I walk in I see no one but a familiar face, with a warm smile. I sit down, I'm sure ,this place is familiar, the earth quakes, looks like the outer shell "my body" is moving, I normally move while I'm asleep but I never thought it would be like this in my dreams.
Fear and anxiety run through me, as a man in black appears in front of me, this man meant more than just a murderer in my dreams, he meant shame, he meant violence, he meant the dark side of me that no one should ever see or witness, this man takes the form of a normal human being, but actually he is more than just a regular human, this man is the devil, this man is somehow part of me, and this is not the first time I've met him.
This man is wearing black "everything", he has a large blade hanging behind his back, which I think is the end of me. I rush to the the kitchen, weird, this place looks familiar, so familiar I know where everything is.
I hide behind a counter in the kitchen, I see him pass the kitchen door and relief runs through my veins, as if I've been carrying a huge weight on my back and it had been dropped.
But as I dropped that weight off my back someone put it back on, as the man returns facing the kitchen door. I gasp in fear, he heard me, oh crap, the man didn't say anything, he only has this violent, outraged, hard expression on his face.
When he faces me, he pulls my hair and shakes me to the ground, I feel everything, I thought this wasn't real, "well it does look real and you should do something about it."
I've always had this voice in my head telling me what to do, it's not a bad thing but sometimes I think that it's the bright side of me, the side that I put upfront the dark one, like a mask like a cover, and if I remove this mask, this cover, the dark side will take over and that's what I fear, and this dream is the fight, the battle, the war against light and darkness.
I feel like I was dying, as if someone is strangling me, "you can't just simply die like this," resisting, I check my surroundings, and I feel what seems to be a knife, "take it and this war, end your suffering and stab him earning you freedom," I feel the knife and hold it tight and stab him in the eye, he doesn't scream, he doesn't make a simple sound, he just gets away from me as if I'm the one, the monster, trying to attack him.
He's away from me now I take what I earned, freedom.
As soon as I got out of that house, I run, run and run, until I felt like throwing up.
Where is that familiar face I saw earlier, he doesn't seem to be around anymore maybe the man killed him, maybe he took him to the dark side, maybe there was never a familiar face, maybe the familiar face was the man, the devil, the dark side of me.
I wake up gasping, traumatized,not knowing what just happened in my dream.
From what I witnessed light isn't always innocent, after all it made me stab that man, I guess there is a dark side for everything, I guess there is a devil behind everyone, even light, even the bright side.
"Are you okay?" Asked Lucas, as if he cared.
"I'm fine." I lied.

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 18, 2017 ⏰

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