She came Back

Nightmare

Everything was pitch black. I couldn't hear anythung but myself breathing hoarsly. Suddenly light went on. I looked at myself. Everything was moving in slow motion. I saw a kid on the stool accross the trians looking as happy as ever, looks like he was waiting for someone. Minutes later, Some person came to him and hugged him as hard as he could. The guy looked familiar to my eyes, I looked a little closer until I found out. He was my Brother, My 17 year old brother. That means that 4 year old child was me. But last time I remember, my brother was dead. I listened to them chat for a while.

"Hey lil bro, how have you been? Long time no see lil bro" My big brother said while little me hugged him as he was his most priceless Action Figure. That brought a small smile to my face, which doesn't really hapoen often.

"I missed you sooo much, Bryan" little me cried out making my current self more and more confused by the second.

"Little bro, wait here ok. I have to get some luggage." Bryan said. Gosh missed my brother so much. He swent back to the trains and grabbed more luggage. Bryan turned around and waved by my direction, smiling as brightly as ever. He was walking towards me when the train explode.

I couldn't hear a sound, everything was pitch high. I saw my little self, face covered with black smoke, jaw dropped and lost by what just happened. Little me stood up and looked around for a while looking at people running away from the fire where little me just sat there. Eyes tearing up and finally standing up. Little me walked around for a while , looking at people dying. It was a devastating scenery. Little me and I walked up to my big brother. Bryan was lying there, body full of blood and burned marks. A heavy metal rod was collasped onto Bryan, killing him more. I stood there in shock, a lump forming in my throat and eyes starting to brun and ready to break down. I glanced at little me, he was shaking and eventually dropped to his knees.

"Big bro." Little me whispered hoarsly. He finally broke down and stared to cry non-stop and hugged Bryan even though he couldn't accept the fact the his big brother was dead. Little me kissed Bryan's cheek and whispered 'I'll always love you big bro'. Little me reached out to Bryan's hand and took out his favorite bracelet.

"I want to keep in in memory of you" little me said. I couldn't understand what was happening. Goosebumps rose on my skin and I dropped to my knees too screaming.

"No... this can't be happening." I stuttered. I don't know how I stayed there hugging Bryan while crying my soul out. But eventually I got up and backed away quickly not wanting to spend another minute in the tragedy. I didn't want to miss anyone anymore. I didn't need anything. I don't want to go throw pain anymore but I knew that wasn't possible. I kept backing away because this was the truth how my brother died infront of me. And I didn't want to remember that.

I kept falling when I realized that my sight became smaller and smaller when everything was pitch black again and I was falling, screaming and my tears slipping down my cheeks. I hit to ground, blood was everywhere. My body was splattered everywhere. I didn't how I was breathing anymore. Before I knew it, a knife was jammed into my throat. I was choking on blood now. The person who stabbed my throat was hidden brhind a white blank mask. My eyes were slowly closing.

My eyes fluttered open again, but this time I was in another dream. I wasn't bruised or hurt. I touched my throat to see if the blood was there, there wasn't any blood anymore. I sighed thankfully. But I relaxed too soon. Now infront of my eyes were another me, a 12 year old me this time. He was curled up into bed but he suddenly stood up. I looked around for a moment and took a blade from his cuboard, throwing away anything that got in the way of the blade. I took out the blade and looked at it for a couple of seconds and looked back to a picture standing on his desk. It was a picture of my Brother. You see, i never really talk about my brother but sometimes I really need someone to talk to and I needed my brother. The 12 year old me looked back at the blade and took in a deep breath and he sliced his wrist with the blade so deep the crimson droplets were forming the second the blade wasn't in contact of the skin. That was my first time cutting. It wasn't a pretty memory but It was a relaxing one. Blood was everywhere now. I was staining the bedsheet and then a few minutes later my mom came to my room, but It was too late. The 12 year boy was already unconsious. Munites later the ambulance came and took away my almost dead body. I walked up to the now blood stained bedsheets and touched my blood. A dissapointed smile creeped up my face the everything was pitch black again.

Then I woke up. I was breathing very irregualry and I looked at my surrondings again, everyone was covering me, looking at me curiously. Then I realized, I woke up into another Nightmare...

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Aurthors Note.

Guys guess what? No ones reading this lol but If you are, i love you ok. I'm getting my results from my first term exams and I'm kind of dying here omg. Comment OMFG.