My Inner Self

Others Stories | May 6, 2012 | 4 min read
3 Votes, average: 4 out of 5
I entered a world so lost in reality it doesn't make sense to the sharp human eye.  At birth we learn that what were born into is real by touch  , we feel real pain when we are dragged out of are womb, and were just kindly placed in  the arms of the world we think that's real, but today I found out there something more. I have found a world where my thoughts that should just be pure emotion just dreams, are now running around in front of me .

My mind seems to have creaked a bit, and now is letting me enter it's world, but I don't know really why it let me come in.

When I arrived here I was placed in a small prison style room. The walls were grey and the room had no door, but in the coroner I seen a dark figure laying. I was tense I didn't know what to do, so I let out a "hello". Then easy and soft it stood up, and turned towards me. It was a tall one, my guess about seven feet, it had no face, but it hands were cruel shaped claws, it slowly made its way towards me, taking steps that seemed like a slow dance moving so smooth that it made it seem not threatening. I wanted to leave this place at this moment, but the way it moved was just so nicely done, that I stood stuck on it just watching waiting till it got close, when it got closer , I caught its scent. I never smelled anything like it before, the smell tied me , it was so new  to me my body refused to move, I was frozen. Then as quick as light, I felt it's claws in my gut, I wanted to scream, but I could not open my mouth.  , I felt every part of my body slowly reacting to the impact, it felt warm then like a burning feeling. So this must be how dieing feels, Suffering till the end.

Then the figure picked me off the ground and raised me up to its level, the pain got worst I felt it claws got jammed in my rib cage. Then to my shock a hole opened were its mouth should be, and out come a tongue, it slowly touched my face, It felt like somebody was rubbing sandpaper on me. Then it sucked it tongue back in and tossed me on the ground. There in the ground I could feel life leaving me, the pain went away, and all I feel now is numb, I never really experienced this feeling in full, maybe a few times in my life for just a few seconds that all.

I can hear the figure walking around  taking soft steps, then I hear it say in broken odd english , " relaxxx,closse.......... ur eyyes ....andd breath".

I follow the advice and relax, and just breath. I take about thirty breaths, and I feel the ground soft, I begin to feel again. I open my eyes and I see the sky, it strangely looks nice, I never notice how wonderful it looked till today. The clouds are just a wonder, I lean up and I noticed my wounds are gone, and am my self again. I seem to have been brought to a field, I touch the grass on the floor, it makes me feel kinda good inside, touching something am so used too, but didn't care for much when I was out in the real world. The small things in life I never payed much for , and here I am like a child experiencing it rich fulness that was well hidden from a blind eye. I get up and see if I can found something out here, I noticed something in the distance, I can't tell from here what it is , but am curious what it is it seems out of place in this field. So I begin making my way too it.

So after a good walk, I made my way to this place, the sight is rather depressing. Its just a big cemetery, the grass in it is dead, and there are a bunch of graves. I walk up towards one and written on it are just 3 numbers, '172' .  Numbers I don't understand why there just numbers on the graves, I wonder whats buried here in this place. I start walking around the graves to see if I can found any that are different, but I only found one, that doesn't fit in with the rest.  It has no number, and it hasn't been filled yet, it's just open,  I got closer and see there is a coffin inside, Who the hell is this for! A little chill  goes up my neck, I don't feel right, I feel the blood rushing though my body. Then all sudden a loud crash cuts the stillness . I turn around and I see a other human being, he has the same likeness of me in every way, his body , his height, expect for his mouth it  sewed up and  and he is bald.

These feelings of hate fill my body, I want to hurt him badly, I want to break every fucking bone in his body. Am losing control of my self, am having a hard time trying to hold my self back. What the hell is happening to me , were are these feelings coming from.  While am trying to make this wild mood go away, he points at me then to the grave, and begins running towards me . If he thinks he is going to put me in there, I guess am going to have to fight him. I wait till he got close enough, then I threw every thing I have and meet his face with a punch, it drops him . Then that when I really lost my self, I jumped on him , and started bashing his face , with every punch I dropped they got stronger, I can feel his face breaking under the force, at one point he wasn't moving much. I  then grabbed him by his neck and slam his face into a grave, I think I heard something crack. Then I dragged him to the open grave and tossed him in. I look down at him, and though all the blood I see his eyes standing out, they don't show hate or fear, just great sadness, I never seen eyes like those before. What was his purpose here? What is my purpose being here?

I think I know what was my purpose being here, but can I really accept it, is this what my mind wanted to show me , what I was meant to be a monster.

 

 

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P.L. DuPee May 7, 2012

That sounds like a wild vitamin B6 or ZMA fueled dream. I'm betting it was a dream you had =)

Kevin summlen May 7, 2012

No am not body builder.lol . The thought for this story was made, from just having a long walk one night.

May 6, 2012

What the . . .

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