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What happens when a dream becomes surreal.

Submitted:Jul 20, 2014    Reads: 68    Comments: 0    Likes: 1   

I was laying on the couch. As I awoke I tried to rise but I couldn't. I looked around the living room. I slept in here because I had had a long day. Out the corner of my eye I noticed something. It was white. It looked like a fabric of a dress or so. As I continued to look stuck in a trance I noticed the was getting longer as it emerged from around the corner. That's when I say here. I began to panic. Who was she? How did she get in here? My heart was racing and I couldn't move. She began to walk towards me. I stared at her noticing I could see threw her. She had no feet! No shadow! No human essences.She approached me. She alleviated over me. She leaned down towards me. I tried to close my eyes but I couldn't. I had an intense feeling of repugnance.I began to cry. I couldn't help but stare into her eyes. I saw unimaginable horros. Men carcasses scattered everywhere. Flesh torn of bodies. Internal organs pulled slowly and menacing. Maggots crawling in decaying bodies. Rotte flesh. Burning Bodies. It was hell. Thats when I awoke. I drenched in sweat. Breathing heavy. I got up. Thankfull that I could move. I walked into the kitchen looking at the clock. 6:00 am. Damn it was early. I needed a smoke. I grabbed my lighter and cigarette. As I walked toward my balcony I noticed something familiar. It was her. I first noticed her on my balcony. Then walking down my balcony steps. She then was gliding across my lawn. Once in the middle of my lawn she stopped. Turned. Then looked at me. My blood ran cold. Sweat falling down my neck. She smiled at me as the sun arouse then vanished. No one believed me. I never say her again.


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