A Collection of Nightmares

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic

I have horrible recurring nightmares. Every single one in this book is seriously what I dream at night. Each chapter is a different nightmare and I just feel that I should document my horrifying dreams. These dreams are usually painful and leave me feeling like I haven't slept. Sometimes my dreams come true. What do they mean? I need some advice... -A Dying Tear

Chapter 1 (v.1) - A Collection of Nightmares

Submitted: March 14, 2010

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Submitted: March 14, 2010



I am in a circle with words in my own invented language rimming it. Death, death, death, it reads all around in my strange lettering that not many others can read. Within those words are the words of other things. Pain, disease, betrayal, envy, the list is endless. There are black flames all around me, burning me from the inside out. The flames are black, not orange or red. Unlike other people's dreams, I can feel the pain and it hurts. A lot. I hear all around me the shrieks of strangers, probably experiancing the same torture as me. Mingled among their screams, I can hear the screams of the people closest to me. All my friends. All my family. They're crying out, calling for each other, calling for me. I try to ignore my own pain and crawl towards a voice. But the closer I get, the farther it moves from me. Try as I might, I cannot leave my own circle. I cannot reach my friends. Finally, the pain overtakes me. I cry out loudly in anguish. I now can hear laughter. It is male. Not from any specific location but everywhere and nowhere at the same time. In my head, yet all around me. It fills my very being and it hurts even more than the fire. I scream louder and the louder i scream, the more he laughs, the more it hurts, the more I scream. I am rendered incapable of any movement because of the pain. All sound dissapears except for his laughter. The crackling of the flames is gone. So are my friends' cries. I slowly black out and the last sound I hear is his booming laughter.


What does this dream mean? It frightens me and it hurts me. I always wake up sweating and crying or screaming. I wake from this dream at around 2:00 AM, feeling completely unrested. Then I finally fall asleep again at around 4:00 AM. I don't get much sleep anymore. The only way that I don't dream is to go to sleep so late that I am too exausted to dream at all. And that's around 3:00 AM. I wake up at around 5:30 AM to get ready for school. It's a lose-lose situation. I don't know what to do anymore.

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