The Nightmares Of A Mad Man

Chapter 1 - the introduction of my mind

It has not been the first time that I've had night terrors which affected my sanity and made it difficulty to perceive what is real and what isn't. This problem started when i was little, when i had no one but myself and my imagination. I've always had a love for horror and the genre in both its  simplicity and complexity as it delves into peoples' biggest fears and phobias. So is a nightmare horror?? When I was little I had enough of nightmares and took inspiration from the Harry Potter series where they had a class to make their biggest fears something they could laugh at like the giant spider with giant clown shoes. So i tried it, made friends with the very creatures that terrified me when I was young; the very creatures that i would have sleepless nights over. Eventually after growing old enough and getting enough maturity and wisdom i was able to forget the creatures of the past as they were no longer something i feared and by the time i was getting friends and getting popular i had no need for them to be my imaginary friends either let alone the nightmares that stabbed my mind with ambition to kill me.

For so many years I was able to suppress them and forget them. For so many years I had peace but suffered great difficulty with my mental health, resulting in me even wanting to end my own life. The madness was there from the very beginning. It started again... the thoughts and the creatures but even worse than before... I didn't know what to do as now I was 17 years old trying to succeed in life, trying to get on without my mental health from killing me, thought by thought, yet i made it into my personal interest to get to the bottom of it and as to why they bother me so and if I could use this as my inspiration for a new horror story... this horror story? This book consists of both fiction and non-fiction, both real and not real moments that all is based on my life: Jonathon Mcbride.

The first night that the terrors came back was something like this...

Darkness veils over and cloaks the screen, white gradually leaks into the iris' , i wake up....

"Yeah mike have you done the law homework?" Ethan asks looking in aw and hope that Mike has so he could copy.

"Yeah i've done it why? You seriously haven't done it??" Mike interrogates ethan hoping he doesn't give the answer that he is most afraid of.

"Look, I'm too busy with life and sleeping that I simply forgot to do it" Ethan explains simply with such confidence and knowledge that he's the one in the right.

"For fucks sake, right here but give it back before two twenty because that's when i have law" Mike instructors Ethan as he hands him the homework.

"Yeah it'll be alright it's just so the teacher doesn't kill me and take me out with a firing squad" Ethan says worringly as he knows the teacher would fuck him over if he didn't do such a simple task that he somehow fucked up.

"Why do you not even do the work considering you're smart?" Mike lectures Ethan hoping he gets his shit together.

"That's just effort innit?" Ethan suggests whilst laughing knowing that he is indeed smart.

"Well just be sure to give it back soon" Mike ensuring that he doesn't forget.

"Yeah, yeah i know Mike" Ethan brushes off the nagging and starts to copy the work.

We're all sitting here at the cafe, which has a metallic theme as the chairs consist of stainless steel, little armchairs and round tables of metal. My mates; Ethan; Josh; and James are all sitting in the cafe waiting for the next lesson, relaxing, making the most of it all. I am Mike the guy who is currently watching one of my mates copy my homework and the others shouting "virgin" at each other, trying to remind them  I mention that i'm the only one here who isn't a virgin, well my other mate Josh isn't technically but it's still fun to call him one, and they all gather arms like they've got a club for it or something. We were waiting and waiting but the end never came and suddenly, darkness switched like a spark of the night. Click!  A spotlight beams down upon me and I realise my mates are gone. In bewilderment I stand slowly confused so much as to why they're gone and why I am the one left behind? These questions swirled around my mind as I am starting walking to a corridor in the college that was lit, the only corridor or area that was lit besides my spotlight might I add, like a moth drawn to a lamp i couldn't help it but stare and walk slowly with precaution but with addiction to the sense that I must go towards the light.