I turned over in my bed, wanting to get out of this dream.
Sic Semper Tyrannis...
In my sleep, I stopped moving, simply terrorized by the impending horror that inevitably comes in all nightmares.
Sic Semper Tyrannis...
I was horrified, ready to bolt upright and escape whatever my mind was about to cook up. I opened my mouth to scream, and... Laughter?
The laughter of comedy! This wasn't any bad dream! I was spared! I took a step backwards to get a better look at my surroundings. I did not know there was a wall behind me and lightly hit my head against it. To my shock, I felt it as clear as if I were awake. Severely disturbed, I frantically looked around, desperate to make sense of this foreign world. My head was throbbing from my recent collision. Despite my very inept entry, no one looked in my direction. No head turned to see what had just happened in the back of the theater. Just as no one saw the shirt, jeans, and tennis shoes I did not go to sleep in. Of this I am thankful, as everyone in that chamber was in fine attire, as well as at least in their 50's, whereas I was fourteen. …show more content…
The door opened quietly, and I hoped I would leave soon without a hitch. I felt very awkward in this situation, and was glad to leave it and move down the wooden stairs. The steps I took were gentle and quiet, as though I was about to be killed should I make a noise. The silence was to my liking, but I had become to use to it. I leapt backward up over five stairs, scared out of my wits at the thought of people finding me in this place, wherever it was. But there were no searchers. The crowd was merely laughing again. With the renewed confidence and feeling of safety I left the stairwell and found myself below where I just
Sic Semper Tyrannis...
In my sleep, I stopped moving, simply terrorized by the impending horror that inevitably comes in all nightmares.
Sic Semper Tyrannis...
I was horrified, ready to bolt upright and escape whatever my mind was about to cook up. I opened my mouth to scream, and... Laughter?
The laughter of comedy! This wasn't any bad dream! I was spared! I took a step backwards to get a better look at my surroundings. I did not know there was a wall behind me and lightly hit my head against it. To my shock, I felt it as clear as if I were awake. Severely disturbed, I frantically looked around, desperate to make sense of this foreign world. My head was throbbing from my recent collision. Despite my very inept entry, no one looked in my direction. No head turned to see what had just happened in the back of the theater. Just as no one saw the shirt, jeans, and tennis shoes I did not go to sleep in. Of this I am thankful, as everyone in that chamber was in fine attire, as well as at least in their 50's, whereas I was fourteen. …show more content…
The door opened quietly, and I hoped I would leave soon without a hitch. I felt very awkward in this situation, and was glad to leave it and move down the wooden stairs. The steps I took were gentle and quiet, as though I was about to be killed should I make a noise. The silence was to my liking, but I had become to use to it. I leapt backward up over five stairs, scared out of my wits at the thought of people finding me in this place, wherever it was. But there were no searchers. The crowd was merely laughing again. With the renewed confidence and feeling of safety I left the stairwell and found myself below where I just