My Trip to Wonderland

Chapter 2

Chapter 2 

I thought I would be to big to fall down that hole, I thought I would land head first into it and be stuck. No, its huge, you just keep falling. In that hole I saw hell, my worst memories. The hole was hell and I was enduring it in sweet sour pain. Imagine reliving your worst memories and nightmares, suffering the pain, your emotions are all the very negative. Your screaming from the pain but no one was there, you just kept falling down to a level in more bitter sweet pain. I relived the demons in my life and the horrors I've seen. This was all caused by me and I could not blame another soul. I was falling down this bottomless hole and by the time I land on the ground, I will have been driven mad. Or at least  have died or paralyzed in the agony and suffering.

Maybe I could pass out in a state of shock, something to get me away from the pain. Then one nightmare stuck out, it drove me to shake and cry. I was in a beautiful field, the grass was green and lush and soft. There were beautiful red roses everywhere, I was back to when I was five years old. I was having the best fun, the warmth built up inside, warming my insides. Sadly I knew what was to come. I  stopped dancing and started running when I saw my father in the distance, as I ran I noticed he was completely blank to me. When I went to hold him he was cold, he didn't even move, it was like he was in a trance. I followed his eyes to where he was looking, there in the distance blackness was coming towards us, the grass was covered in ice and the sky was dark. Then I saw him, death himself to take my father away, I screamed and cried for my dad not to go to stay here with me. Everything I did had no effect, death was coming close and he was coming for my dad. As I saw death he was in a black dark cloak with a well some sort of sword, all I could see was the dark bottomless eyes of a skull. My father walked away towards death, as soon as he touched the dark figure my heart snapped, my father went poof and he was gone forever. I felt the burning tears slide down my face as I screamed and cried, everything went black but I heard death speak. "I'll be back for you, but this time you will find me." Then an evil sneer laugh.

I woke up in my bed crying and screaming, after that all I could remember was being tested for being crazy. All the doctors said was that it was grief and my mind made it up to torture me. Maybe that's why I was like this, my own mind tortured me. It made my life a big night mare. I saw my life in so many horrific ways. That dream for example was because my dad died of cancer, it is how I saw it, a demon took him away. Maybe I saw things different for a reason, I was made for a purpose.

I snapped out of the memory to see the floor in spikes ready to kill me, ready to end the pain. The thing is I wanted to die at that moment because my life was worthless and didn't matter. Just before I landed on the spikes I heard yelling and screams. Just before the end I was saved, a pair of arms grabbed me and held me close to their chest. I could feel their heart beat and there cold winter breath on my neck. I was crying to much to see who it was carrying me, I felt so numb inside I couldn't feel his warmth. I didn't notice when we landed and I didn't know that we were going somewhere.

The next thing I feel is a warm bed, after crying out the pain and hurt I felt so miserable but at least I could feel some warmth. Then anger boiled in me, I could have killed that pain, I could have died in peace and maybe join my father. Then that person thought they were a big shot and show off and save me. Wait a second I fell down a rabbit hole, maybe it was all a dream. Or maybe I was dead, that's why I was feeling lighter, maybe this was death finally greeting me. That demon made a promise and I know he would keep it. Could I be finally at peace? Or in a mental hospital somewhere dreaming this up? Maybe I was a crazy patient somewhere dreaming this up. My mind was making up a magical world to escape again. To bad the escape got me to a darker new world.

The dark, deaths close friend, maybe they were both driving me crazy, maybe I already am, maybe we all are, who knows? Then I heard my heart beat ring in my ears, an indication to tell me I was alive. It felt good to take a deep breath in and out. My body relaxed, but it never lasts, does it, Peace just never lasts. Then I realised something else, I was in someones arms. I fluttered my eyes open and they went straight to the black figure beside me. Was this figure the dark himself because the only indication that he was a person was his translucent white skin.

Maybe I was dreaming, making this up, maybe I'm passed out somewhere in the forest. Who knows if our minds make up these things, we don't even know if the world is real or the people around us, it could all be just a trick of the mind. Maybe our minds can't take in everything and makes us believe there is nothing magical about this world. Our minds are big enough to see it, but our bodies, well they are to small. That's why our brain only use 30%, the rest would be far to big for us. We would go on an overdrive and meltdown, kind of like the wizard of oz. 

I wonder if I moved would this creature thing breath? Hm worth a try. Okay just mover your arm. God he breathed, I saw a chest lift up, need to run. Panic just swelled, I was in the bed with, well I don't know what the hell it is. When I think about it its really dark and scary in here, why is it designed like a torture chamber, am I really dreaming this up, maybe I'm just in hell. It would explain a lot, I was in hell there was no doubt of it. I will conquer this place though, I will make my fears fear me, I will step up.

I got up the courage and screamed, I screamed at the top of my lungs, loud enough to deafen the figure beside me. The hold on me disappeared for the creature to hold its ears in pain. As soon as it happened I was sprinting towards the window. I jumped out ready to touch the dead valley below me, as I was in mid air something grabbed me. It grabbed my wrist, it was the dark vines at the side of the house. As I hung there I was slowly pulled up, I was going back to the room where I was so close to escaping. I was pulled into the vines to be covered so I couldn't struggle, ones wrapped around my mouth so I couldn't scream. This was a nightmare, I just wish I could wake up. I closed my eyes and prayed for my angle to appear. I thought of my angel as me, but beautiful, truly flawless. I never have seen my angel but I always pictured her as a dark angel but with true beauty. I opened my eyes again, I looked down and I was still wrapped in vines, as I looked around I couldn't see the figure, probably hiding in the shadows of the room.

Can I wake up now brain, I know you like torturing me and all but my eyes are sore and irritated from hiding tears and I am tired. This is just my mind playing with me, I know it is. I am sane, I am a normal human being, I am just struggling in life, that's all. Maybe I struggled to far, maybe somewhere my body us and now I'm only in spirit. Maybe I ended my life so I could get away from it all, now I'm in hell. Or maybe when we die we suffer pain, then peace. Maybe all this is worth it because in the end its all peace. Maybe I can conquer this, I could  find out who this dark figure is and get the hell out of here.

Maybe I should just sleep, I'll wake up back to normal just sleep. Blank your mind, breathe and relax. All goes black...........