for a shudder...

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
neh be weary of their own dreams as they fall into reality

Submitted: July 20, 2012

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For a shudder wasn;t enough to keep my shakes at bay i continued down the hall and through the kitchen up the stairs and fell into a vast sleep only to awake the following morning in the same tattered blood drained rags i had only dreamt of, i must still be dreaming for only a ccreature so foul could have done what i have seen myself do!... I am no creature.. i am a father a husband and a loving man. for then why do i soak here alone in my own tears? the beds have run red with my illness... it isn;t me for i am sick... in this dream i am sick, twisted, hairy and alone... so alone. I find no solace in knowing that all of this is a dream.. i sit aside awaiting my AWAking! yet its arrival is no where in sight... the morning is not morning yet Night! Night is as real as my lovers blood on the wall... i wail and if only my neighbors heard i would be no longer a man.. in the eyes of them i am beast, creature... monster.. they must be silenced... if not for My sake For Theres! this day is false and my morals are true! the dust has gathered on my childrens faces and my love for them has drained through my pours and onto my skin where it glistens in the moonlight as Dream once again becomes REAL.. an orgasm of blood and fear drive my instincts to the kindly nieghbors near... their fear is their demise! I cannot be proclaimed a monster!! for i am a caring husband... father... monster... Nigh! I rip through their lonesome bellies! bursting with the remains of my humanity i can only watch her face as i tear through her husbands cavity... knowing that she will be next... or was she first? It becomes more difficult every day to know what iv done and what they have done to ME! ME! bloody me... The dream has returned as the light of day sheds its falsities onto my face as my cheek drabs to the floor... blood swishing from side to side... A KNOCK ON THE DOOR... it must be the dream.. i am ill... KNOCK  KNOCK SWISH SWISH... this a persistent dream i must admit for my reality is much bloodier... i cannot be released THIS MUST be a dream... KNOCK KNOck SWISH SWISH...... frail become my bones.. my creature stirs inside me acing to reveal itself and burst out of my boiling stomach and lash its teeth onto my unfortunate guest... unfortunately i find myself with the door opened... my head bleeding on the ground... they know about my reality.. for my dreams have taken control of my instincts.. and revealed the truth... I am no man... i am no monster.... I am wolf..


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