Goodnight Sleep
varie
I can't sleep. Because I don't sleep and I don't want to sleep. Been taking this drug for years. Meth as you know when you're high in it, you can't sleep. I liked it that way. My studies are disturbed because I can't perform well at school due to sleep deprivation. That is why I didn't finished college. I'm skinny. And for a 30 year old man I looked like a 50 year old granny. No one to care for me because of my addict-appearance to everyone.
My parents are long dead. To sum it all, I'm all alone by myself. I got my money from my job. It's not that big salary kind of job. Just enough for my needs and for my drugs. It all started back in my college days. Every night I hear these noises like someone is screeching on my window and when I look no one is there to be found. I thought that was just from the too much exhaustion I got from school. Every night I hear these noises. I sometimes woke up at 2:30 in the morning because of that noise. It lasted for one week. The next week after that. The noises are still there but it came with a tapping like someone is knocking in my window. I thought that was just my mind playing tricks on me. A few days after that screeching and tapping. This awful, rotten smell occurs after each tap. It smells like a dead rat in the middle of a garbage mountain. I tried to complain it to my land lord of my boarding house but it didn't disappeared. I even tried moving to another boarding house but the incident became worse.
Everytime I fell asleep. I suddenly wakes up because a hand is dragging my feet. I turned on the lights but no one to be found. The hand feels like the hand of an old person. It is thick and warm and I feel the claws. In the morning I see these hand marks on my feet. A day after that feet dragging incident. I had a nightmare. I forgot what but when I woke up I won't forget the thing standing at the side of my bed. Even the room is dark, I can see it's menacing red eyes. The two horns and it's body is red.It gave me it's most disgusting and craziest smile. Its lips are large because the edge of it's lip is meeting its lower ear. It puts it's hands on my window fight above my bed and it begins the screeching, tapping, screeching, tapping . It spoke on an ungodly voice and said "Your soul is my favorite kind, I'll slowly kill you in your sleep, maybe I'll let you sleep once a week or twice a week but remember my words".
A smoke just appeared and it vanished. That's when I started taking drugs to avoid sleep. I can't let it win. I can't let it take my soul. Just the other night it appeared to me. "You still fighting for your soul all those years?" . It said while having that damned smile. "Yes because I can't let you win!" I replied. But that last statement it said to me is the reason why I am standing on top of this building to jump anytime from now. It said : "You just don't get it do you? I've already won a long time ago, you destroyed your life while taking that medicine to fight me, you lost your studies, you lost the ability to care for others and your parents died wishing they should have put you on abortion, HAHAHA we'll see each other in hell...."
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