Fever dreams
Had the most f*cked up dream last night. It was in high detail, I could hear, smell and feel everything vividly.
In the first segment of the dream I was at my parents house asleep in my old room I shared with Nancy. In the dream I was woken up by the blood curdling screams of a young woman. I could hear she was running down the street out the front in bare feet because they were making a sharp slapping noise on the pavement as she ran from house to house banging on the front doors. She was screaming "Please help! Oh God they're going to kill me! Please someone help!" When she came to our front door for some reason no one answered, and I felt so tired I couldn't move, but I wanted to help her so badly. So she left our front door and continued on. Then I heard a car pull up near by. Then she screamed louder than before, a horrible scream. Then she was quiet.
The next morning I walked out side and there were police cars sectioning off my neighbour's front drive way. They said a young girl was murdered last night, stabbed repeatedly. I told them I heard her scream but I didn't do anything. Then I thought "I should have done something, this is so wrong, I'm going to fix it."
Suddenly I was back in bed and it was night again, and I could hear her running down the street again, screaming for help. I got out of bed immediately and woke Nancy up. We went out the front and we saw a young girl running to our house. She looked only about eighteen or something. Blonde, a bit scruffy. She was only wearing shorts and a shirt and was bare foot. Her face was drenched in tears and she looked terrified. We shouted "Come here! Quickly come inside!" So she ran inside saying "Thank you! Thank you! They're going to kill me."
I shut the door behind her and we all stood in the dark hall way with the light off. I forgot to turn the porch light off again for some reason. We heard a car pull out the front of our house and I looked outside through a window. There was a dark sports car parked out the front on our verge, about five people were getting out of it and walking towards our house. The girl started freaking out and we tried to keep her quiet. The bunch of guys that got out of the car knocked on our door repeatedly and I could see them through the peep hole in the front door because the porch light was still on. Then I realised that they knew I was behind the door when they looked closer at the peephole. I got scared and said "Shit, we have to hide. This door's safe... Shit the back door!" We ran through the house to the back door but they were already at it and opening it. We turned and ran for the bedrooms, losing the girl in the process.
My Mum, Dad, Nancy, Scotty, and I were hiding in my parents bedroom and were trying to call the police via 000. By the time we reached the 000 operator the guys were already in the bedroom and were dragging us out. We were all screaming and panicking. They took us into the kitchen and knelt us down execution style. They questioned us repeatedly about the girl, asking us where she was. Nancy and I had lost her so we didn't know. They didn't believe us. So they started killing my family by slitting their throats. First my Mum, then my Dad, then Scotty, Nancy was next. Then I was the only one left. I was so angry and scared that I started mouthing off at them. So they said they were going to have fun with me, that they were going to torture me. So, when they were distracted for a second I ran to the kitchen counter and pulled out a large sharp knife and stabbed my self in the gut. I felt everything, I felt it cut me, I felt blood welling inside me - out of me.
I realised I hadn't nicked my artery so I tried again, this time I held the knife at an upward angle and force it through my diaphragm, under my ribs and into my heart. I had a hard time doing it, it wasn't quick. I felt things resisting then popping as I pushed the blade through my insides. When the tip of the blade pierced my heart I felt everything start to go. The room span and blood welled up and out of me. I stumbled forward to the bastards that killed my family and spat blood in their direction. Then I fell face forward onto the ground. Everything went black.
Then I woke up.
In the first segment of the dream I was at my parents house asleep in my old room I shared with Nancy. In the dream I was woken up by the blood curdling screams of a young woman. I could hear she was running down the street out the front in bare feet because they were making a sharp slapping noise on the pavement as she ran from house to house banging on the front doors. She was screaming "Please help! Oh God they're going to kill me! Please someone help!" When she came to our front door for some reason no one answered, and I felt so tired I couldn't move, but I wanted to help her so badly. So she left our front door and continued on. Then I heard a car pull up near by. Then she screamed louder than before, a horrible scream. Then she was quiet.
The next morning I walked out side and there were police cars sectioning off my neighbour's front drive way. They said a young girl was murdered last night, stabbed repeatedly. I told them I heard her scream but I didn't do anything. Then I thought "I should have done something, this is so wrong, I'm going to fix it."
Suddenly I was back in bed and it was night again, and I could hear her running down the street again, screaming for help. I got out of bed immediately and woke Nancy up. We went out the front and we saw a young girl running to our house. She looked only about eighteen or something. Blonde, a bit scruffy. She was only wearing shorts and a shirt and was bare foot. Her face was drenched in tears and she looked terrified. We shouted "Come here! Quickly come inside!" So she ran inside saying "Thank you! Thank you! They're going to kill me."
I shut the door behind her and we all stood in the dark hall way with the light off. I forgot to turn the porch light off again for some reason. We heard a car pull out the front of our house and I looked outside through a window. There was a dark sports car parked out the front on our verge, about five people were getting out of it and walking towards our house. The girl started freaking out and we tried to keep her quiet. The bunch of guys that got out of the car knocked on our door repeatedly and I could see them through the peep hole in the front door because the porch light was still on. Then I realised that they knew I was behind the door when they looked closer at the peephole. I got scared and said "Shit, we have to hide. This door's safe... Shit the back door!" We ran through the house to the back door but they were already at it and opening it. We turned and ran for the bedrooms, losing the girl in the process.
My Mum, Dad, Nancy, Scotty, and I were hiding in my parents bedroom and were trying to call the police via 000. By the time we reached the 000 operator the guys were already in the bedroom and were dragging us out. We were all screaming and panicking. They took us into the kitchen and knelt us down execution style. They questioned us repeatedly about the girl, asking us where she was. Nancy and I had lost her so we didn't know. They didn't believe us. So they started killing my family by slitting their throats. First my Mum, then my Dad, then Scotty, Nancy was next. Then I was the only one left. I was so angry and scared that I started mouthing off at them. So they said they were going to have fun with me, that they were going to torture me. So, when they were distracted for a second I ran to the kitchen counter and pulled out a large sharp knife and stabbed my self in the gut. I felt everything, I felt it cut me, I felt blood welling inside me - out of me.
I realised I hadn't nicked my artery so I tried again, this time I held the knife at an upward angle and force it through my diaphragm, under my ribs and into my heart. I had a hard time doing it, it wasn't quick. I felt things resisting then popping as I pushed the blade through my insides. When the tip of the blade pierced my heart I felt everything start to go. The room span and blood welled up and out of me. I stumbled forward to the bastards that killed my family and spat blood in their direction. Then I fell face forward onto the ground. Everything went black.
Then I woke up.