The lies search my room

Chapter 1 Wake up

This time...I knew this was real. I had many things like this happen to me-where my nightmares take control. But this time, it wasn't a nightmare. I noticed this right when I awoken from the night, and it was 7:00 am, "BEEP BEEP" my alarm woke me up like a normal morning-it was calm, but...to calm. I open my eyes slightly, and I pull of my silky covers, feeling the breeze of the covers push my hair back, I sit up has my spring bed makes the sound of a creaky wood floor.

I stand while putting my feet into my cotton slippers, has I pull my little blanket on the end of my bed putting it on me, I thought the purple of it was the calming part of my morning. I walk across my room to sit in my wood chair pushed into my mirror desk. I put my hands through my hairs and take out two rubber bands from my desk and put my hair into pigtails. I stand back up and push in my chair, I walk over to my door on the opposite side of my bed and go to twist the handle- it won't budge. I struggle, twisting the door has hard as I can, still no use. I bang on my door, and drop my purple blanket, yelling-screaming "HEY! OPEN MY DOOR!"
My hands become sweaty and my heart pounds more then a percussionist plays his drums. My feet...weren't touching anything! I didn't understand at first until I looked down, there is no floor! My first response is, "AHHHHH!" And the jumping to my bed would be spastic. But this time...I stared down at the darkness-but didn't fall. Then a light, it appeared in the depths of the floor. It grew and demolished the dark. Next thing I knew my head throb and bleed. I knew this was real, I never felt this pain in my nightmares. I touched my head, "ow." Swollen.

I sat up, this isn't my room. Everything is well... Younger. I felt the floor, shiny and new, different. I stood up and looked around, dolls? "Hahaha!" A child's laugh, coming from outside the room, I walk to the bedroom door-freshly painted. I open it. Bright light. Nothing else but brightness and white. "Grrrr..." I felt the heavy breathing on my head blow my hair coming from behind. I turn around and look up. My eyes filled with terror and fear. "What is it?" Thought to my self. I can't even describe my terror, a talk black shadow casting down on me. It's eyes red has blood with shine. The thing puts out what I think to be his hand- he holds a stuffed animal, beam, my cat stuffed animal. I still have him now, he has been my favorite stuffed animal since I was a child. I go to reach for it with my smile wide. Before even the tips of my fingers touch it, the shadow growled and tried to chomp at my hand. I quickly withdraw my hand to my chest being held by my other. The terror returns. And in a natural defense, I slapped it. Yes I slapped a shadow that I was terrified of. Of course it in return it bit me back in the arm... I felt pain but no blood was seen. It then ran off... I followed.

But the weirdest thing was that I had no idea where I was or where I might be going. The thing seemed to be aware about where it was going. It had no feet so it swiftly moved along.then after running and running a door appeared, it opened the door and shut it on me, I opened it as well has fast has humanly possible. And there I saw, my mom.