"Facing Your Fears Rob Them Of Their Power -Mark Burnett"
I slept until 4 in the afternoon. That was late for me, but at least my jet-leg should be gone and I'll be able to think in my right mind now. Well, lack of sleep could still be the factor of my weird thoughts.. Hey! You try having a nightmare about a guy you fell in love with, than stay up all night chanting 'Freddy's Nursery Rythem in your head.. Yeah, you know the one..
"One, Two, Freddy's coming for you..
Three, Four, Better lock your door..
Five, Six, Grab your crucifix...
Nine, Ten, Never sleep again..."
But instead this is how my version went:
"One, Two, David's coming for you..
Three, Four, Better lock your door...
Five, Six, Grab your crucifix...
Nine, Ten, Never sleep again.."
I'm still working on the lyrics... Shit Missy! It's just a dream.. Just a dream! Get over yourself.. There's no Freddy, there's no vampire David.. David's normal.. Everything,
is normal..
Well that little pep talk of mine was oddly comforting. I have to start acting like mirror Missy, and not child Missy.. I'm a grown woman,
I have to grow up and stop acting like a god damned child! For god's sake, I'm still scared of fictional things? I'm still frightened of nightmares!
Uhhh.. I seriously need to grow up..
Scratch that.
I seriously need a reality check.. And I know just the guy to go too.. Mr. Sam Emerson.
Yes, I know what you're all thinking.. Sam? Really? Couldn't you get Michael or your mother? But no.. Frankly, so I can not. This is a wish that only Sammy can fulfill. Well, he can help fulfill..
I trudged down the stairs with my fuzzy pink cheetah print blanket wrapped around my bare shoulders. Mom and Max would defiantly be asleep. David and his boys would be gone by now, unless they stayed over.. Damn it! Well.. Hopefully everyone is asleep.. I need to have a little private talk with Sammy. I know I shouldn't trust him, after the stunt he pulled last night with David.. But, He's the only guy I have for this kind of stuff, complicated stuff.. So I have to try my luck with Sammy.
I found him sitting in the living room, a bowl of fruit loops sitting on his lap as he watched MTV. No surprise.. Sam and MTV go together like David and his boys..
Sam's eyes were glued to the TV screen as I plopped down next to him, stealing a spoonful of his fruit loops before leaning back into the black leather couch.
"Hey!" Sam exclaimed as he claimed his footloops once again. I laughed out loud as I let my eyes slip shut for a moment, thinking over my devious plan.
I needed to get Sammy to watch Nightmare on elm street with me.. Along with a couple of vampire movies.. Than i'll see its all full of bullshit, and everything will be cool. No more trauma, and defiantly no more nightmares.. Awesome. Great plan.
"Did ya sleep well?" Sam asked while finishing up his cereal and placing the empty bowl on the coffee table in front of his. I smirked.
"Sure." I replied, letting my eyes slip open once more to look into his. He was grinning ear from ear, obviously he had something planned.. And I knew exactly what it was.
"Are you pissed about the David thing?" He asked evilly. I rolled my eyes.
"Of course not, we both know it's not true. Hell! Why would I be scared of Freddy Cougar" I lied through my teeth, making Sam laugh out loud.
"Yeah fucking' right. Remember when you pissed yourself.. After watching Nightmare on elm street, and a bunch of other horror movies that he dragged home" "Cant remember a thing."
"Yeah right."
"It's true I can't." He arched an eyebrow before rolling his eyes. There was a short silence before I walked over to the Tv, praying to god that the movies I wanted would be there. Max owned a movie shop, and I knew what movies Mike owned.. So I was hoping to god it was there..
I opened the shelf and picked through the movies until I found the one I wanted, smiling in triumph as I held it up for Sammy to see.
The tidal was made out of bloody letter's running down the cover, along with a picture of some character's in the movie, and none other than Freddy Cougar..
Nightmare on elm street.
"I'll prove you wrong."
We sat down for the whole day watching every Nightmare on elm street we could find, along with vampire horror movies, which Sammy was surprised I was into. We even crept into Mike's room once to find 'Nightmare on elm street 3: Dream Warriors', running out before he could wake up and catch us. It felt like old times... The times that I missed.
I had proved to Sammy in the end that I did not piss myself, but that didn't mean that I wasn't shitting bricks. I was fucking scared to death, but quickly got over it.. And actually devolped a love for horror movies.
Weird right? I wake up this morning scared out of my mind of the ones that were plagued in these movies, than by dusk I liked them..
It was all my mind.. Jesus, the dreams were my imagination, and after facing my fears and watching these movies.. I actually proved it to myself.
I guess the cliché saying:
'Face your fears'
Did actually work.. Thank you cliché people of the world! You really helped me on this one! My love is sent your way...
I was now officially not scared of my dreams, Freddy Cougar, Vampires, or any other gory monster on this earth. Maybe I was a little late facing my fears.. But its better late than never right? Yet, another cliché saying. Thank you once again, cliche people of the world...
I am so proud of myself..
Authors note:
Sooo.. How did you like that chapter? Interesting? Hope so! Haha, I was hopeing she would get rid of her fear sometime soon.. BUT! Dont think the dreams are over yet! Mhaha, Not just yet! But.. Here's the end of this chapter.. So...
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