Monday, 21 December 2009
06:29:47 PM (GMT)
(Got Idea from Emily)
Running, legs cramping. Why me? I thought to myself. I screamed as I
"You're not going anywhere." A dark dangerous voice said, as two arms restricted me
from moving further. I started to squirm to get free as he kissed my neck. "What's
the matter dear? Afraid of little old me?" Tears streamed down my cheek. Their warmth
is probably the last warm feeling I would get. He kissed my jaw line. I squirmed more
to get free, but he knew every movement I made before I made it.
My mind is unprotected. He could read me clearly. I squirmed more. "Just kill me
now! Why make me suffer?" I screamed loudly. My ears rung from my loud voice. He
chuckled behind me, and his arms moved slowly to my waist. He moaned.
"I want to play. Why would I hurt you? I love you so much Alexia. You shouldn't
leave me." I screeched and broke through his grip. Running faster than ever, I now
know what he wants. My body. Love.
A sudden bright light hit my face. "Huh?" I look around and I realize it was only a
dream. I sighed in relief. I sit up and took the new information in. I looked out the
window on my left, centered on the wall, in the front. The sea sat still. The bright
blue glittered into my room making the periwinkle a beautiful blue-purple. I smiled
feeling the warmth of the sun and remembered part of my dream, tears streamed down my
cheek. Their warmth is probably the last warm feeling I would get. A shiver ran down
my spine. Many have said dreams have a meaning, but what if it comes true? I can't
keep it from coming true? He said my name, this dream cannot come true.
I stood up and stretched. My dresser on the opposite side of the bed shows me in the
mirror. My hair is a haystack. I sighed, grabbed my bathroom utensils, and headed to
the bathroom. When I started to remove my clothes I realized something that shouldn't
be there. Remember the dream, when the man wrapped his arms around my chest? Well
yeah, there's a bruise right under my left collar bone. When he grabbed me this is
where it hurt most.
Looking at myself, I shivered and my eyes grew wide with fear. I continued on what I
was doing, trying to forget about the dream. I jumped into the shower. As the hot
water loosened my tensed muscles I let my mind wonder freely. Suddenly, it became
dark; I couldn't feel the hot water anymore. Someone is holding my waist. I pulled to
get away and he spoke at last, "Try to be good, and this will be fun for you too."
I tried to relax, and swiftly kick in his knee so I can make my escape. It looks
like he doesn't know me to well. I ran, farther away as his voice began to fade.
Smiling, I now know his knee is dislocated, or he would be after me now. Sadly he is
stuck. I stopped and took a second to think, should I go back and help him? I know he
is a creep, but should I be the same? His arms found my waist again. I take that back
about no knowing me well, he knows me well enough.
"Bad move, honey," he whispered greedily like. I gulped then something had hit my
lower back. I take a breath to scream and ice, cold water splashed my face.
The shower water is freezing, no hot water left. Once I finished washing my hair, I
get out, and I stare at myself in the mirror. The bruise is no longer there. I filled
my lungs with air and ran to my room with the towel barely covering my body.
I put on my clothes mindlessly. I can't relax, oh no, it seems every time I do that
the dream, moreover nightmare, continues.
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