This dream that I am to tell is something that might not make any sense to you. Then again, it just might. I shall warn you now that the paragraphs bellow isn't something that would benefit you, however it just might entertain you in a very unsettling manner.
I awoke that night drenched by the sweat that covered my whole body. I sat myself up on the bed and stared into nothing. I remember seeing the goose bumps along my arm and the mark that appear the day after. Blinking madly, I rested my hands on my chest where my heart beat much too fast. Trying hard to breathe, I put my hands over my face to make sure that I was out of where ever that horrid place was. Once I was able to take deep cleansing breaths I tried to recall the dream that I had only minutes before. Something that I regretted doing till this very day.
I was walking upon a beautiful garden filled by the white flowers I couldn't place it's name. I remember it's opening petals shown towards the moon that shown brightly in the cloudless sky. Colors of red blood was seen like strokes of a small brush. As I walked to these magnificent flowers, I noticed a big garden arc that showed me a door to a what seems to be lead to a vast mansion that could only be seen in fairy tales. Was it the evil queens lair? Or could it be where my prince charming lay?
I walked towards the door which had engraved carvings of vines and four small figures; an angel, a knife, a red rose and what seems to be a dark shadow. Afraid to open, I realized how cold I was as I felt my own hands while tucking my dark wavy hair behind my ears. Finally deciding to enter, I leaned my body on the cold wooden surface only to open the door into a small crack. As I walked past the door I felt the icy marble floor on the soles of my feet. Feeling a chill up my spine I walked into the foyer. It was a immense room, the kind of room you know would have had balls and formal parties during it's lively days. There was two stairways that met in the center of the room, a vintage chandelier illuminated on the celling that was covered in cobwebs and dust. Time has certainly spent it's dull years in this manor.
Something called to me, I felt as if I was meant to be there. Something that had to be great had called me to this place. Thinking this, my feet walked up the stairs to find a great hall that lead to hundreds of doors. As I turned to look around I felt someone push me. Trying to see who it could have been I tripped and fell over the white rim. It felt as if time has slowed down for me to reach for anything to hold on to, however the feeling of the cold water that soon haunted me to my watery grave. As I fell into the water I felt how my back became a victim to the impact of the fall into the dark soggy substance I am now in. When my attempt to open my eyes finally worked I realized the tingling feeling I have felt all over my hands and feet weren't what I thought it was. What I saw was the first thing that triggered my dream really was. A nightmare.
I opened my eyes to murky waters. What I thought was seaweed was actually long black hair. It was all over the water. Seeing this sight made me realize that I needed oxygen... I felt faint yet somehow I was able to gasp for air despite the fight I had inside so simply give up. Breathless, I climbed myself out of, what was actually a swimming pool. I dried whatever clothes I had on and to my surprise I turned to find two maids standing in front of me. They were quite short for women that age I guessed, they had plump faces and hair that were tide up into a tight bun. They smiled at me and gestured me to follow them into a room. I was quite a few steps behind them I never thought it would matter until they opened into a great ballroom and disintegrated into thin air.
What was bestowed upon me was a great jungle. Thick leaves and the different shapes and sizes of trees. I realized my friends were here, calling out my name. Deciding to follow their voices I ran to every direction and found nothing. Suddenly, a big monstrous scream came from behind me. Hearing this, I jumped and instinct took over; I ran. I ran as fast as I could afraid of whatever or whomever that was to come and get me. I didn't know how I knew but I knew whatever was back there would eat me. I past through heavy thick leaves and didn't mind the occasional bug splat all over my body, all I knew was that I was not ready to die just yet. Soon after I decided to rest as I came upon a river that lead to a waterfall. As I drank I heard a stick break and I quickly turned my body around to see who it was or what it was.
There it was, staring back at me. A monster that can only be described like a dog; even then would it be a great understatement. It had no fur, had no heart, had no cuteness, in fact it looked as if it was inside out. It's black eyes started hungrily at me with it's teeth showing fiercely. I listen to his low growl, without realizing, it jumped me and scratched my back. I fell into the river and down with the waterfall. Drifting, the only thing I saw was dark blue waters and small waves. During the cold waters and the pain, everything went pitch black.
I awoke seeing the last thing I did see; black. When I felt a brush of wind across my shoulders I simply froze. That was the moment I heard a deep whisper, "Remember me". When I turned, I awoke there in my bed.
Could it have been my prince charming? Or was he that beast out to get me? All I know now is that the next day I realized I had three scratches on my shoulders. It could have been a simple scratch, I might have just been paranoid. It doesn't help how my nerves took over me.
This is the time where I bid you good night.
From this piece of writing, I hope you would leave at least a bit entertained.
I was walking upon a beautiful garden filled by the white flowers I couldn't place it's name. I remember it's opening petals shown towards the moon that shown brightly in the cloudless sky. Colors of red blood was seen like strokes of a small brush. As I walked to these magnificent flowers, I noticed a big garden arc that showed me a door to a what seems to be lead to a vast mansion that could only be seen in fairy tales. Was it the evil queens lair? Or could it be where my prince charming lay?
I walked towards the door which had engraved carvings of vines and four small figures; an angel, a knife, a red rose and what seems to be a dark shadow. Afraid to open, I realized how cold I was as I felt my own hands while tucking my dark wavy hair behind my ears. Finally deciding to enter, I leaned my body on the cold wooden surface only to open the door into a small crack. As I walked past the door I felt the icy marble floor on the soles of my feet. Feeling a chill up my spine I walked into the foyer. It was a immense room, the kind of room you know would have had balls and formal parties during it's lively days. There was two stairways that met in the center of the room, a vintage chandelier illuminated on the celling that was covered in cobwebs and dust. Time has certainly spent it's dull years in this manor.
Something called to me, I felt as if I was meant to be there. Something that had to be great had called me to this place. Thinking this, my feet walked up the stairs to find a great hall that lead to hundreds of doors. As I turned to look around I felt someone push me. Trying to see who it could have been I tripped and fell over the white rim. It felt as if time has slowed down for me to reach for anything to hold on to, however the feeling of the cold water that soon haunted me to my watery grave. As I fell into the water I felt how my back became a victim to the impact of the fall into the dark soggy substance I am now in. When my attempt to open my eyes finally worked I realized the tingling feeling I have felt all over my hands and feet weren't what I thought it was. What I saw was the first thing that triggered my dream really was. A nightmare.
I opened my eyes to murky waters. What I thought was seaweed was actually long black hair. It was all over the water. Seeing this sight made me realize that I needed oxygen... I felt faint yet somehow I was able to gasp for air despite the fight I had inside so simply give up. Breathless, I climbed myself out of, what was actually a swimming pool. I dried whatever clothes I had on and to my surprise I turned to find two maids standing in front of me. They were quite short for women that age I guessed, they had plump faces and hair that were tide up into a tight bun. They smiled at me and gestured me to follow them into a room. I was quite a few steps behind them I never thought it would matter until they opened into a great ballroom and disintegrated into thin air.
What was bestowed upon me was a great jungle. Thick leaves and the different shapes and sizes of trees. I realized my friends were here, calling out my name. Deciding to follow their voices I ran to every direction and found nothing. Suddenly, a big monstrous scream came from behind me. Hearing this, I jumped and instinct took over; I ran. I ran as fast as I could afraid of whatever or whomever that was to come and get me. I didn't know how I knew but I knew whatever was back there would eat me. I past through heavy thick leaves and didn't mind the occasional bug splat all over my body, all I knew was that I was not ready to die just yet. Soon after I decided to rest as I came upon a river that lead to a waterfall. As I drank I heard a stick break and I quickly turned my body around to see who it was or what it was.
There it was, staring back at me. A monster that can only be described like a dog; even then would it be a great understatement. It had no fur, had no heart, had no cuteness, in fact it looked as if it was inside out. It's black eyes started hungrily at me with it's teeth showing fiercely. I listen to his low growl, without realizing, it jumped me and scratched my back. I fell into the river and down with the waterfall. Drifting, the only thing I saw was dark blue waters and small waves. During the cold waters and the pain, everything went pitch black.
I awoke seeing the last thing I did see; black. When I felt a brush of wind across my shoulders I simply froze. That was the moment I heard a deep whisper, "Remember me". When I turned, I awoke there in my bed.
Could it have been my prince charming? Or was he that beast out to get me? All I know now is that the next day I realized I had three scratches on my shoulders. It could have been a simple scratch, I might have just been paranoid. It doesn't help how my nerves took over me.
This is the time where I bid you good night.
From this piece of writing, I hope you would leave at least a bit entertained.
