The Shining Fanfiction
Petrifying visions. Seeing images behind my eyelids in such horrifying, traumatizing detail… And
the blood! There was so much blood! An everlasting crimson river, just an arms' length away.
What's to keep this river from overflowing its boundaries, I wonder. What's to prevent this
eternal flow of gore and unimaginable horror, just an arms' length away, from crashing through
the dark chasm that's my mind? Why stop there, and not collide with the uneventful timeline
known as my life? My visions always come true. I should know, I've been "dealing" with them
for fifteen years, after all. These, among others, are the malevolent thoughts that plague my
mind, seconds after I awoke. Actually, I thought, I'm not sure whether to call these… occurrences
visions, nightmares, or dreams. None of the terms seems to do those events justice. As my mind
rambled on, I became aware that someone was trying to talk to me. A boy, about five years old, I
thought. I struggled to remember his name, as it had been eons since we'd exchanged anything
resembling a normal conversation, or at any rate, as normal as a conversation one can have with an
imaginary friend. As I continually tried to push the traumatizing visions out of my vast memory , the
boy's name slowly came into focus. David? Duke? I mentally sighed. I knew it started with the letter D,
but neither name sounded correct. That's it!, I thought, finally remembering. Daniel is his name! Daniel
Torrence.
