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| 29 Aug 2012 03:04 PM |
this almost explains the dream i had last night. almost. i didn't spend time on making it nice to read or anything. it's just a detailed first person description of what i dreamed.
"There's something going on, father! I swear- I saw them, in the night. The body was loaded into the suitcase downstairs. Didn't you see? Didn't you hear? She's in there! You have to open it!!"
"I can't. I can't. I can't open it, you do it." He sulked. He was always sulking, but not just sulking, also sort of nervous and jumpy, if that's combinable.
"I will, I'll open it, and I'll find mother, and you'll be happy again. That's how it'll happen! I know!" And I knew. I was 100% sure that we'll find mother, and make father happy.
It was in the middle of night- though I had complete permission to open the suitcase, I still felt the need to do it in secretivity. I was downstairs already, with no trouble at all. I swear I saw some kind of shadow, the silhouette of a profile. It was abnormally large, in an effort to stall, I tried matching it up with mine. Just my imagination that it didn't add up, I think. I know it was just my imagination, that's all that can keep me sane, or saner than I would if I knew in fact there was something very large with me in the basement. I felt a pang of fear and rushed towards the suitcase. It was suprisingly easy to open. "A-AAAAAAAH! W-W-WWHAT IS THIS??!" I clutched the sides of my head. I felt a presence in the dark basement, around the center of my mother's grotesquely malformed corpse. I was shaking too much to run, or even scream. "F-FFFFfff.. Aaah!!" I can't even fathom, probably, how traumatizingly terrifying her body is. Her faces is blank, not just blank, maybe a little bit swirled, or rough. It wasn't like a beautiful kind of blank, a smooth, blank surface. It was a visibly man-made job of removing all the facial features. Even worse, this was my mother. That thought was too painful- I couldn't think it for long. My father came running down the stairs, finally. It seemed like hours I've been sitting here, though just minutes, or less, even. He lightened up when he saw the corpse. What.. ? "You were right! She's alive! My wife!!" He ran up and hugged the corpse tightly, seemingly not noticing anything at all except for the single fact that I had found his wife, my mother. "W-what are you.. ??!!" I darted up the stairs, trying frantically to unlock the door. "We can be happy now!! I'll be happy now!!! You found her!!" was called from the basement. I can't open the door. It's like there's not even a knob. It's blank. I can't get out of this house! So I ran upstairs, into my room. I couldn't lock the door, in fear I might not get out, just like the one downstairs.
That tiny bit of peace didn't last long, though. Soon my father began taking the corpse everywhere. He knew he couldn't let others see, so he never left the house. Life went downhill from that point on. He was taking the corpse to dinner in our small dining room, watching tv with the corpse. It might just be trauma, but I was seeing the facial silhouette more and more often. It was whispering disturbing things, I have no choice but to state. "Your wife will be faceless, too. Your friends will be faceless, your family. Everyone will be faceless, and you can't escape." I knew I had to get out of here, before I go completely insane. So one night I did. I got out. I was old enough to get a small apartment of my own, by then. I even made some new friends. But I still saw the shadow, at every turn. Reminding me that nobody will last long. Of course nothing actually happened. It was all my imagination. No, I knew I had to leave that town. I had to get out, it was haunted. I knew that. And another night, with the same spontaneity, but absolute certainty, I did. I tried too. It was a small town, therefore I walked most places I had to go. I convinced my friends to go with me too, so we used one's car. It was a considerably long drive out of town. As if the town used to be bigger, but all the civilization got pushed to the center. We hit a small bump on the way. And a slightly bigger bump shortly after. And... screaming? It was too dark to see anything, but still, I closed my eyes as the screams got louder. Screams of fear and pain, and they were fluctuating a lot. Gurgling.. ? I covered my ears with my hands, still closing my eyes. The screams slowly got lower and more throaty and guttural. I began screaming too, maybe to try and cover up theirs. I don't remember what happened next, but I woke up in the road, surrounded by police of some sort. The car was completely demolished. Nobody saw me waking up yet. I heard the cops talking to eachother, and slowly tuned in to what they were saying.
"Did you see the corpses? They seemed.. to.. to be faceless!"
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| 29 Aug 2012 03:06 PM |
Sad story.
:(
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| 29 Aug 2012 03:07 PM |
that not short :C
~*When life gives you lemons, Throw them back and ask for something better*~ |
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| 29 Aug 2012 03:08 PM |
yes :( and when it was happening, i think i was violently shaking for the entirety of the dream. i think the guy who killed the mother, was the father. maybe he killed the friends as payback for me trying to leave. or maybe he was just trying to stop me from leaving. either way, it was kind of terrible.
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| 29 Aug 2012 03:08 PM |
@girlsami
It is in fact, a short story.
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| 29 Aug 2012 03:08 PM |
That was...amazing 10/10 for you sir. |
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| 29 Aug 2012 03:09 PM |
| I think at the end...YOU WERE FACELESS! |
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| 29 Aug 2012 03:11 PM |
thanks everyone :)
>multi
i think i was unaffected, i just had to suffer everyone else being affected. eeeek.
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| 29 Aug 2012 03:13 PM |
| This also reminded me of slenderman |
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| 29 Aug 2012 04:41 PM |
"i didn't spend time on making it nice to read or anything. it's just a detailed first person description of what i dreamed"
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| 29 Aug 2012 04:42 PM |
At least you have sense of spacing paragraphs unlike other people who post story threads with zero spacing and it's a giant wall of text.
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| 29 Aug 2012 04:45 PM |
that makes me want to post my dream
i just have to remember the other half of it which i forgot. |
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| 29 Aug 2012 04:51 PM |
>plotting
nobody cares. this thread is about my dream, not yours. make a thread for your own dreams, please. you're just obnoxiously posting about yourself on my thread, not even commenting about the original post.
xd xdd
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| 29 Aug 2012 04:53 PM |
| SLENDERMAN CONTROLS YOUR SOUL NOW! |
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| 29 Aug 2012 04:55 PM |
>plotting
lol xddd nice joke
you've linked me to that, what, 3 times? i don't care, nobody cares except you xdd
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