I walk down this old endless street. I’m not sure why or how I got here but I’m not gonna stop and question myself about it, I just keep walking. With my head ducked and hood pulled up over my eyes, I see nothing but the old cracked sidewalk. I feel like I need to meet someone at the end of this street, if there’s a end to this street, yeah right. I continue to walk but when I look up for only a minute and I notice something. No houses, mailboxes or even a drive way where the houses use to be. Just dead yellow grass and rolling hills. I look back down at the sidewalk, continuing my journey to this unknown place, to see this unknown person. Is this person even real or is it just my imagination I think to myself oh well, I’ll find out latter but I wish it was sooner. I let out a deep sigh, breath turning into fog as it leaves my lips.
I round the corner and see a church like building. Without thinking I enter inside. It’s dark and cold but I go inside anyways. I see a marble hallway. Walls cracked, old and yet, still has that shiny glow to it. I walk down further and it gets darker and darker. Colder and colder but I still walk further and further down this endless hallway. UGH!!!! DOES THIS HALLWAY HAVE A FREAKING END!!!!! I mentally yell at myself. I run face first into a huge door. I grasp my nose as fresh blood gushes out, crap!! how could I’ve been so stupid?!? I pinch my nose until the bleeding stops.
When my nose finally stops bleeding, I use my sleeve to wipe off most of the dried blood on face and enter through doors. They’re double doors so I would have to use all my energy on this one door, which isn’t a lot . When it opens half way, I take it as a chance to enter inside. i look ahead of me and see yet another hallway, Great, just what i needed, another long hallway. Thank god it wasn’t as long as there one because within minutes, I see another door, a normal sized door. I pull the nob and it easily comes out into my hands. Fan-fucking-tastic!!!! How am i suppose to enter the damn door now. I slump by back against the wall and slide down the wall until I reach the floor. Came all this way for nothing, well besides chase my imagination. I chuckle at myself and slowly rise myself back up. As I stand up I spot another door. how did I miss it the first time but I don’t go to deep into thought about it. I jump up and rush to the door with only one thought that enters my mind is, Yes!! yes!! yes!! finally……. another door. Hoping the door nob doesn’t break off into my hands, I slowly turn the nob, pull the door open and go inside.
I enter inside the dome like room. Is this usually inside a church? I think not but I enter inside anyways. As I enter the room I hear muffled foot steps behind me. I whip around and see this boy, no older then me but a lot taller then me. He’s in a suite and tie. I look down at my clothing and gasp at myself. He’s so handsome with his perfect suite and dress shoes and here I stand with nothing but skin tight jeans and a zip up sweatshirt. I blush harshly and look down. I must look like a total mess. He takes my hands in both of his .
I couldn’t control myself. I step on the tips of my toes and plant my lips on his. He wraps his arm around my waist but keeps one in between us. My eyes slowly close and my breath comes in a raspy. He pulls away and I see a devilish smile cross his face as the blade enters me stomach, followed by a hash twist of the blade. I land on my hands and knees, gagging on blood and saliva. The boy laughs a devilish laugh as I continue to choke on my own blood. I fall over on my side, exhausted and wishing I never came to this place. The phrase curiosity killed the cat pops in my head and I fully understand what it means now. Blood trickles down the corner of my mouth and drips to the floor. Is this it , I think to myself Is this how it’s gonna end for me. He leans close to my ear and whispers ” I know something you don’t know” in a mimicking tone. he laughs one more time before taking the knife between his hands and slashes open my throat.
I bolt up, gasping, trying to catch all the air back into my lungs. This time the dream felt more real then the last time. I let out a deep sigh. I hate that dream. It always begins and ends the same, with the same boy, and the same ending. I check my phone, 3:30, I still have hours of more sleep left. But I don’t fall back asleep, for fear of have “the dream” again. So I don’t, I just plop back on my bed, thinking and imagining a new world. A world where that dream didn’t exist. I must have fallen back asleep because the alarm on my phone goes off, alerting me that I have to get ready for another school day. I kick the blankets off, checking for a stab wound, just in case. Finding none, I sit at the edge of my bed. Time to tackle another useless and meaningless day. Will I ever catch a break . I let out another heavy sigh I think not, But I have to do what I have to do.
The End……….. of chapter one