Susu's magic trunk

The End of A Nightmare.

I woke up, in the crack of dawn. A white dove was staring at me with its warm eyes. The wind was blowing easily and the flowers from the cherry three followed wherever it lead. The sun was shining and there was no cloud in sight. I could feel the sunbeam in my skin and body. I winked, yawned and stretched a bit. I realized I was not in my big soft bed between cashmere sheets and my handmade quilt, I was on my porch.

Stop.

Rewind.

What the f**k am I doing here?!

I ask myself this question over and over again, and I begin to panic. I take a look around my porch, confused and freaked out. Then I see them. A pile of cans and bottles and broken glasses. Shattered glass is lying all over the floor when I enter the house. Broken lamps, clothes and yuck! My foot stepped into something sticky, which I think is dried coke. I continue to walk, slowly and careful, and I get more and more freaked out. What the hell has happened?! It looks like a freaking circus! A raid! By now, I was all sweaty and shaky. I passed the big mirror in the hall. There was a disgusting cut on my forehead. Broken lip. The blood had coagulated. It looked as if I'd drunk blood. My shirt was torn and my pants were dirty. I could feel the panic devour me and take over me. I shook my head and continued to walk. It looked pretty much the same everywhere, so I decided to go upstairs. Squeaky sounds from the stairs gave me the creeps. Doors were open. Some clothes, bottles, cans, plastic cups. The usual things you'd find on a party the day after. My heart began to pound faster. There was something on the wall, which was not supposed to be there. It was all dry and a darker shade of red. The trace led me to the attic. Great. I was surprised that my memory hadn't come back yet. My heart was pounding like crazy and the adrenaline made me shaky and unstable. I plucked up a baseball bat from my brothers room. I didn't want any surprises. I had the bat at the ready, then I pushed the door open to my room.

And there it was.

The Body.

Blood had splattered over the walls and ceiling. Big pools of dark red semi coagulated blood reflected the image of me, with the bat in my hand. I slowly lowered my arms and the bat slipped out of my sweaty hands. The Eyes were open, staring at the ceiling. The mouth was open aswell, and it was all red. There was a silver dagger in his heart. He had been cut all over the body. Another thought crossed my mind.

What if the f*****g maniac who did this, is still here?!

But it was too late. I saw him. I saw the reflection in the pool if blood. He grabbed and dragged me to another room. The bathroom. Before my Life flashed before my Eyes, I screamed like never before, and then he put an end to it. It was all pitch black.

Then I woke up. For real.

"MOM! GET SNUFFLES OUT OF MY ROOM! HE'S CHEWING ON MY NEW SHOES!!"

posted by Susu @ Sunday, May 28, 2006