Save Me From Myself

Its Called A Nightmare Not A Dream | Chapter One

The thunder roared and flash in anger like its going to disappear forever and nobody will miss it so it wants to be seen to be remembered, but I still wonder how people can sleep through this without even wanting it to stop they sleep while dreaming about things exstrodernery, things outside of pandoras box. How I envy them if I ever slept I would suffer cruelly and wont forget it, the past will haunt me the vivid memories. I cringed in discust, still laying between my red silk sheets I hear the constant screaming and shouting that also triggers furniture and object the be thrown.I crawld into a ball, salty hot tears streaming. down my petite face and clear fresh slices show on my arm, trying to ignore all the torments I slide between my silk sheets and did something I regret doing....

I fell asleep

I woke up in a disorted; twisted setting, the sky was a drippling blood red colour with midnight blue streaks and the grass was a deep seeweed green but the leave had shaded black ends. This place looks like something out of a fairytale the moon a deep cat eye yellow and the tree with a witch purple and the leaves a rich light green with shades of deep fish green. But in front of me made me throw up in shock; a pile of multed and mutated bodies of my family and sitting with one leg hanging over the other was me, drenched in tainted blood and topping it all I sat their with a chesire cat grin.

I woke up screaming a crying holding myself still rememering the dream; that chesire cat smile, a quiet and soft whimper coming from my small lips and my red hair standing up on the back of my neck. and looking at the time 7:30, I promised myself; to never sleep again.