Nightmares

I didn't really know why I was here but I had to stay.  I couldn't remember where I could go to get home if I'd ever even had one.  This was a nice place to live and I had friends.  But we all held secrets.  Secrets so deep and dark if we were to ever even tell our closest friend, that would be our last breath.  The last sentence we ever spoke.  We all worked together but then some of us worked alone.  Betrayal wasn't an option because we had no one to betray.  You could try to get out but you'd never see the glimmer of light coming into this dark place.  Believe me, I've looked.  I've spent hours in the night avoiding the dreams.  I can't help but think that they are real.  They seem like a life I've already lived.  They make me want to leave and it's hard to stay.  Curiosity can't get the best of me.  The only thing I have to lose is my life.  I'm not sure if this life is worth living.  I'm trapped and I can't get a moment alone even when I'm the only one there.  My thoughts are on chains.  I can only think this way at night.

Mental Patient, Love triangle, Family Drama

I watched every move she made from my window.  I felt trapped and stalking her made me free again.  I knew everything about her, and she didn’t even know my name.  Emmie walks home from school as if the ground is burning.  Each step is light and quick and she never looks down to see what is beneath her.  She talks to the boys she’s known for years, they are her neighbors and the three of them are best friends.  However they kept a few secrets.  There was Tanner and Emmie and then there was Ben and Emmie. She told each of them to keep the relationship secret cause she didn't want all of them to lose their friendship and it might make it awkward for the third wheel.  The same thing goes on every day.  They laugh and walk and then the three of them split up. So cliche isn’t it.  Three friends living next door to each other.  They walk to and from school and them just like a cheesy movie split up, but only to walk to their front porches.

Her world is different inside the walls.  Outside she is free and inside she is confined to something fake.  Everyday she walks in and the world flips upside down.  I feel the pain she feels.  I want her.  I think we could help each other out.  We both know what is feels like to be trapped.  I’m not crazy, I’m just in love.  In love with the way Emmie lives, her secrets are deep and I’m the only one that can dive down to the bottom.  Her quiet hands and feet walk into the mansion.  “Hello mother, I’m home.  Is there anything I can do to help you out.”, she echoes.  Her mother is sick and her father is stiff.  Her mother replies, “Oh yes my angel.  Tell me about your day at school.  That is all I need is just someone to talk to.”  She slides into the living room to see her mother wrapped up in a blanket.  Her mom tries to get up to hug Emmie but Emmie tells her to sit and runs over to embrace her.

“I will tell you about my day if you tell me about yours.  Ok?”

“ Alright dear you go first.”

“Fine.  My day was wonderful!  I talked to my teacher today about joining the math club.  

“The math club eh?  That sounds fun, but I thought you were struggling in that class.”

“Oh yes I was but remember, Ben started tutoring me and I have gotten such great scores for the past week.”

“Oh that’s fantastic sweetie!  Your father will be so proud.”

“I will go tell him right now! Thanks for talking mother.”

“Wait don’t you want to hear about my day.”

“uh sure mother but later I have to go tell dad.”

Emmie ran into her fathers study and asks him for money to join the math club.  He was so proud and of course he gave it to her.  Her phone vibrated and Tanner’s message lit up.  Emmie looked worried because she had already made plans with Ben.  She decided to go with Ben and tell Tanner she had too much homework.  Emmie snuck over to Ben’s and they went to a party.  Her father had given her money because he thought she was the perfect little angel.  She used the money for both of them to get into the party.  Her plan was geneous.  She would pretend to stay after school everyday so she could get more time in with Ben.  Then she would be able to hang out with Tanner on weekends and all three of them as friends on school nights.

Tanner got worried when Emmie didn’t reply so he called the house phone.  Her mother answered and told him that Emmie wasn’t home and she had probably gone out to have Ben tutor her.  Tanner was angry so he walked over to Ben’s house.  His mom said that Ben was in the basement tutoring Emmie.  Tanner was satisfied with this answer so he went home.

That night when Emmie got home she was not quite herself.  Emmie thought her parents would be in bed when she got home. She slid the back door open and tiptoed inside.  Her father was sitting right there with tears rolling down his cheeks.  Emmie saw her mother lying motionless on the couch.  Emmie felt the guilt and started to apologize to her father.  He told her to stop and call the police.  Her shaking hands could barely dial the numbers.

The paramedics had gotten there and Emmie called Tanner over to comfort her.  Ben woke up to the lights and noises blaring into his window.  He jumped out of bed and ran to the house.  Ben walked onto the front lawn and found Tanner kissing Emmie.  He immediately went up and knocked him over.  They fought and Emmie cried in her shame of living a double life.  

She is mine now.  I had to take her out of that horrible mess she called her life.  She is in my closet when the nurses come in.  She keeps quiet.  I tell her she will never get out and she doesn’t try because of the fear I will kill her.  She is best off here with me.  After all I’m the only one who truly knows her thoughts ….. her feelings.  She is the only thing that I can call my own and she doesn’t even know my name.     

    

Obsession

Obsession won’t go away no matter how many times you ask her to.  She follows you around and tries to get into your life in anyway she can.  When you say something horrible about her she will come back even more willing to be your friend. Obsession is self centered, she wants all the attention.  She plays well in the game of inception and almost always wins.  When Obsession talks her words are powerful and she never hesitates to change the subject.  Perfection understands her thoughts and the way she can’t let things just slide.  Acceptance and Obsession bicker about everything, Acceptance can’t seem to understand why Obsession doesn’t like to get to know an idea and then move on.  Obsession always comes out with the last word in their fights because she knows the power of a single idea.  Obsession barks at Light-hearted and jumps up onto her, when Light-hearted has had enough she shrugs Obsession off but she circles her and barks again.  Obsession sits in front of the class and shoots her hand in the air whenever her teacher emptiness asks a question.  Emptiness always accepts her answers. She sends me letters everyday reminding me that she will always be there and betrayal hasn’t even crossed her mind.  When I walk into my room at night she is sitting on my bed waiting for me to talk to her until the sun comes up again.  She doesn’t ever leave my side. 

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    The couple came by late that afternoon to take a look at the dogs and found they quite liked the runt. I was happy to see that the runt would soon be leaving me. I didn’t know this couple, nor did I care about them. As long as the runt was gone, and I lived.
   
    The mother gave birth to the puppies at 1:02 in the morning on Thursday.
    There was a runt, much smaller than rest, but most definitely cuter than all the other combined. He stood out from the others and you could instantly tell that he was special.
    The runt showed a special caring nature for his sibling’s and his parents. He was up and moving immediately. He liked to nibble and lick my hands so I let him.
    After the course of a few days I realized that this runt didn’t have normal behavior. He was always sleeping during the day and always moving up at night. He never liked to eat the food I gave him. He would always go out in the yard and I wouldn’t see him for a while. Then he would come back in and be just fine. I took him to the vet to see if he had problems with eating. The vet told me that he was eating regularly and must be eating when I was at work or out of the house.
    I took this answer without question but when I got home I realized that if the other puppies didn’t eat the runts food, it would always just sit there.
    He wasn’t eating.
    Or so I thought.
     After a hard day of work I saw a news special on t.v. of puzzling disappearances of people I knew around the neighborhood. I didn’t know them well, but I recognized their faces from seeing them around. It was strange. What was happening to these people?
    Would I be next? I fell asleep to this thought.
    The t.v. was still going and I woke in the night to the sound of a car commercial. I clicked the power button and noticed strange sounds coming from the back patio.
    I walked slowly to the kitchen when I heard the small runt scamper into the kitchen. He began lapping up water from the small dog bowl and then ran back out the dog door onto the back patio without even noticing me.
    I slowly approached the kitchen window where I took a peek outside. I could hear eating sounds but all i could see was the feet of someone laying on the porch. Then suddenly, the runt appeared. He bit the persons foot and dragged it away from the window where I could no longer see anything.
    I had to know what was happening so I rushed to the door and quickly opened it to reveal the torn apart body of my next door neighbor. The runt was chewing on the insides of Mr. Bridwall. I vomited everything I had eaten that day at the site of my cutest dog eating my neighbor.
    I ran inside to the sink where I washed my face.
    The runt eats humans. That is why he doesn’t eat the food I give him.
    What would I do with the body? How would I cover this up? Could this be what happened to the other disappearances around the town?
    I turned around to go back outside when I saw the dog peacefully sleeping on his little bed next to the other dogs. I peered outside and saw nothing on the back patio.
    The runt ate everything.
   

    After I had discovered what the runt was doing, I was happy to know that the couple who was interested in him would be meeting me at the park’s river in the morning to collect the dog.
    I felt a little guilty selling this killer dog to the couple but I might have been next so I had to sell it.
    I put the dog in the kennel carefully and headed to the park.
    When I drove up the couple’s car was already there but to my surprise when i stepped out I saw a little girl get out of the car and approach me.
    I was giving the dog to a poor innocent child?
    I couldn’t. It was too painful.
    No, I had too.
    The little girl ran to the kennel and started talking cutely to the runt. She took the dog from me and nuzzled it in her arms. The runt nibbled on her fingers and a little bit of blood ran out. She pulled her hand away and told the runt, “No biting, Peanut.”
    Guilt filled my soul. How could I give this evil dog to such an innocent girl. If I let her take the dog, she would be dead by morning.
    I couldn’t let that happen.
    I grabbed the dog from her arms and ran for the river. I jumped in with the dog in my hands and that was the last anyone saw of the Runt and I.

    I see the little the girl sometimes, with a leash in her hand, walking one of the other pups from the litter. She had probably been given it when my relatives were going through my things.
    The news articles said I committed suicide with the dog because I was depressed or had mental problems but I know why I did what I did.