L Y S O M N I A
I opened my eyes.
The green night lamp reflected on the clock glass and it showed 12.I was lying
on the bed. The night was silent except for the hum of the fan.
I heard the door shut .I was not ready to accept that it was my room door that was shut. I continued lying there waiting for something to happen. After a minute, I definitely heard my house gates opened and closed, those creaking sound was remarkable. I opened the bedroom door and looked from balcony.
A teenage boy was standing outside in the middle of the road, looking up at me. He had short curly hair, wearing a faded blue t-shirt and without a word he opened the door of my neighbor and went inside.
I ran down the stairs, opened the gate but by the time he was inside the house. I don’t want to go in there so I sneaked around the side of the house and saw through the living room window. He was there, standing in the middle of the room with a knife in his hand and worst, he was not alone.
A small boy few years old was sitting on the dining table and was looking at him and the knife. I had a feeling someone is going to die tonight. My heart started beating faster. I wanted to shout to the kid to get away but was too afraid to shout. He went near the boy and raised the knife. I wanted to look away but I couldn't.
The kid raised its hands as he came near and he gave the knife to the kid. The kid looked at the knife and pointed the knife right at me. Before I could do anything the boy rushed towards me the next instant.
He grabbed my hair through the window and threw his arm around my neck and pressed it against the window. I screamed out aloud with all my breath and he tightened his grip around my neck.
I couldn't scream any longer. Before I could try to loosen me he released another arm from my hair and through a swift motion cut my throat right before my eyes. I felt the metal pierce into my throat and blood rush out in torrents from my neck and when i saw the knife come out of my neck everything was black.
I opened my eyes. The green night lamp reflected on the clock glass and it showed 12.I was lying on the bed. The night was silent except for the hum of the fan.
I was breathing heavy and felt my heart pumping at an abnormal speed. But the relief overwhelmed the fear. I then realized I needed to pee.
It was a weird dream. The death seemed so real, I couldn't get out from it. I washed my hands and I realized how absurd the dream was, I had opened the bedroom door and came out of the house into balcony without passing the living room. I looked at the mirror and then raised my neck to check if there was any mark-there was none. I chuckled and realized how tired my eyes -then the truth struck me like iron.
Looking back at me from the mirror, holding his neck up with a shock in his eyes was the boy with short curly hair in the faded blue T-shirt.
I heard the door shut .I was not ready to accept that it was my room door that was shut. I continued lying there waiting for something to happen. After a minute, I definitely heard my house gates opened and closed, those creaking sound was remarkable. I opened the bedroom door and looked from balcony.
A teenage boy was standing outside in the middle of the road, looking up at me. He had short curly hair, wearing a faded blue t-shirt and without a word he opened the door of my neighbor and went inside.
I ran down the stairs, opened the gate but by the time he was inside the house. I don’t want to go in there so I sneaked around the side of the house and saw through the living room window. He was there, standing in the middle of the room with a knife in his hand and worst, he was not alone.
A small boy few years old was sitting on the dining table and was looking at him and the knife. I had a feeling someone is going to die tonight. My heart started beating faster. I wanted to shout to the kid to get away but was too afraid to shout. He went near the boy and raised the knife. I wanted to look away but I couldn't.
The kid raised its hands as he came near and he gave the knife to the kid. The kid looked at the knife and pointed the knife right at me. Before I could do anything the boy rushed towards me the next instant.
He grabbed my hair through the window and threw his arm around my neck and pressed it against the window. I screamed out aloud with all my breath and he tightened his grip around my neck.
I couldn't scream any longer. Before I could try to loosen me he released another arm from my hair and through a swift motion cut my throat right before my eyes. I felt the metal pierce into my throat and blood rush out in torrents from my neck and when i saw the knife come out of my neck everything was black.
I opened my eyes. The green night lamp reflected on the clock glass and it showed 12.I was lying on the bed. The night was silent except for the hum of the fan.
I was breathing heavy and felt my heart pumping at an abnormal speed. But the relief overwhelmed the fear. I then realized I needed to pee.
It was a weird dream. The death seemed so real, I couldn't get out from it. I washed my hands and I realized how absurd the dream was, I had opened the bedroom door and came out of the house into balcony without passing the living room. I looked at the mirror and then raised my neck to check if there was any mark-there was none. I chuckled and realized how tired my eyes -then the truth struck me like iron.
Looking back at me from the mirror, holding his neck up with a shock in his eyes was the boy with short curly hair in the faded blue T-shirt.
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