Sleeping Death

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
Nightmares never come true...do they?

Submitted: February 13, 2010

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The rooms dark, darker than dark. She lays unknowingly asleep next to me. The stillness and surealness of her face while she sleeps is enough to make an angel cry. This is the third night in a row i've woken from the disturbing images that prowl my dreams. Sometimes its hard to decipher real life from my dreams. When im awake im haunted by the familiar paranoia and sensations that keep me from sleeping. I walk around in a zombie like trance, and last nights dreams come back in vivid detail. Im running, running with no destination. Im covered in blood, i dont know if its my own or not. I look down and there she is, dead, lifeless. The crimson pool she lays in spans the room. That image haunts me throughout the day. Its time for my favorate part of the day, its time for bed. Shes already been asleep for an hour, i couldnt bring myself to face my night terrors. I lay my head on the cool pillow, and snuggle close to her. The warmth of her body radiates and engulfs me, and i feel safe...before i know it im drifting into a sleep that i will never forget. The dream starts the same, im running through the house and im coverd in the same unfamiliar blood, and theres a knew element to the dream, im holding a knife. I enter the bed room and there she is still dead, but somthings different, shes still in bed and not on the floor. I awake screaming and instanly notice red and blue lights. i roll over to wake her and ask what was going on, and those beautiful blue eyes ive been in love with for as long as i can remeber no longer carry the spark of life and joy that warms even the coldest of heart. i jump from bed screaming and notice the knife im weilding, the pain that my heart feels is overbarring...i realize it wasnt a dream. she was my life and now shes gone, gone forever. The sensation of the knife running over my wrists is welcomed. soon i see her, shes reaching for me and i desperatly struggle to catch her. I reconize the familiar warmth of her embrace its all over....were together agin. Were together and ill never have a sleepless night agin.


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