The Misfortunes of Life
Chapter 1:
Plummeting down to the earth, feels more like soaring, but only until you open your eyes and the dream becomes a nightmare. I never wanted to open my eyes I just wanted to soar, but that voice it urged me to, it forced me, tortured me into opening my eyes and I listened. Meeting that man was the worst thing that could have happened to me at this time in my life. He did this. He pushed me off the edge, literally. His voice. His image. Forever trapped in my mind.
Dreams are cruel, they can make all your wishes come to life then take them away in an instance. Dreams are insane, they take you to the edge of sanity and dare you to jump but very few people do. Dreams are beautiful, but we know they are not reality but my dreams are different, my dreams are reality. This will happen and so will whatever my next dream will be about, but I can't tell anyone about my dreams, I live my life in fear of them. Life is inevitable and we cannot stop what must happen.
Walking to school I feel something different about the world, it's a bad feeling. I feel like a small candle in the darkest room that is slowly dying out. It's getting worse…that's the third dream this month about being pushed of that building I thought quietly. Three, three dreams usually means it will be about a month…damn I was hoping a bit longer I kept thinking this all day. I wasn't ready for death but I don't think I will die… not this time anyway. My dreams tell me when death will occur, most of the time using symbols but we all would know that dreams are teasing, playful and cruel. All I can do at times like this is wait and hope.
I don't know this man yetwas an equally important thought, who was he and why does he push me?Also important but soon everything will become clear. But maybe it will be to late when it does become clear.
I stood in front of the man I didn't know, not sure how I got here or why I was here but as we stood face to face I felt the darkness come from him. Instantly my body was corrupted I curled up and fell to my knees. My arms gripping my stomach as I gasped for air. My eyes widened then I threw myself forward and threw up. of blood. I looked up and saw his face staring at me his smile burned and then I closed my eyes and fell. One.
I woke up in a fit of panic and sweat. What's with this guy? I thought why does he keep appearing in my dreams? And why did it say one?To many questions toanswer. Walking to school that morning had the same eerie feel as last time, but this time I knew someone was behind me. I walked to the front gate of the school were I crouched around and pretended to look for something in my bag. I saw him. He stood leaning against a fence staring at me. It's like he didn't care about being caught. But I recognized that face. It was the same man from my dreams. I grabbed my bag and ran into the school. Hoping I would not see him again today.
Unfortunately that same afternoon walking home, he followed me again. I was walking through an empty street when he grabbed my shoulder. He spun me around and said "tell me your name?"
I stayed silent but this mad him angrier. "Tell your name!" he yelled pushing me against the wall. Again I stayed silent. He grabbed my neck and held me against the wall choking me. Then his face changed to the same smile in that dream and he ran his hand up my thigh under my skirt. I struggled to push him off me. He saw what I was trying to do and let me drop to a pile on the floor. Then swiftly he kicked my chest, I heard a crack. I bent over and just like the dream threw up dark red blood. My body was in shock, I sat gasping for air when he grabbed the back of my collar and dragged me across the cold hard cement. He lifted me up then threw my head against the ground, I tried to scream but nothing came out, as usual. I could feel the blood rush to my head, pooling around my body. I lay there while he rummaged through my bag, gasping for sweet oxygen that I had been deprived of. He gave me that same look then walked away. Leaving me there in a puddle of my blood. I tried to keep my eyes open but the just wanted to close. So I closed my eyes and slept.
I was barely conscious but I still opened my eyes. I felt like I was being rocked back and forth. When I looked up I saw a kind man carrying me. He was covered in blood and so was I. when he saw I was looking at him and he smiled pitifully then whispered "don't worry where not too far away from a hospital" I wanted to nod but my head throbbed too much to even look around me so I closed my eyes.
I woke for the second time but now I was in a bed staring at a white ceiling. A nurse in the corner looked over at my and jumped gasping then ran out of the room saying "doctor! Dr Reed!" moments later she returned with a man. He walked over and flashed a light in my eye saying "this has never happened…no one has ever woken up from such a large dose of medication especially because it was meant to keep you asleep for 4 more hours…" it not that hard to see why I woke up though. It was probably my sight. "well now that your awake we can talk for a bit about what happened then we can release you, sound ok?" he continued to talk for a long time but I stayed silent its seems that man who helped me didn't see how it happened. Though soon after I returned home I fell right to a dream.
After a few weeks have passed nothing important or different has happened and it's starting to scare me. Without noticing I had wondering far of course but I knew I could not turn around. He was there. He had followed me again. It has been a while since I've seen his face but it won't be pleasant. I thought of an escape route. I needed a place with lots of people around so he would have no opportunity to hurt me. I turned into the first building I saw. I swerved through crowds of people trying to slow him down but he still followed. I stepped into the elevator stabbing at the close button. But a strong hand sliced through before they could close. He stepped in and stood next to me. I swallowed. Waited. But nothing I looked up at him slightly curious of why he hadn't done anything. Only to see a surveillance camera in the corner. I was safe, for now. I went to press a button but his hand clicked the top floor button before I got close. At this moment I had realised what I had just done. My dream was about to come true.