A Rude Awakening

A dark twisted small story that I made up a long time ago. Not a story for the people with light stomach's.
I sit up in my bed that morning to find my sister on the floor of my bedroom playing in here, own guts. I was pretty sure I was dreaming. You know when you know your dreaming in a dream and you try to control it but you can't? Well that was what I was feeling at that moment even as I'm staring at my sister on my white plush floor playing with her own hart form her chest. It was beating in her hand as she squeezes it and rotating her hart in her hand. It was more interesting than disgusting in the other she has an eyeball that was an odd color of blue. My dad had blue eyes but so did my mom. That's one of the ways that they connected to each other. They said when they spoke it was like they were speaking to them self's in there partners eyes. I heard a small crash and thud noise. I sat up further and my sister growled at me like a female tiger but it sounded demonic. But I knew that it was a dream, and that I had to see what that noise was. I knew if I got hurt then, I would wake up sooner or latter. I get up out of my single bed and climbed around my littlest sister. my mom is pregnant with another girl but we haven't named her yet.

I walked out of my room in to the hall ways everything was normal. the brown walls with seashell white curtains and lights around the windows. I stepped in to a pool of blood walking into the living room. It was a disaster. I looked at my feet. I was paler than usual. Me and my family are a pinkish- purl color on our skin. We don't tan that often we burn easy. My hands were the saim. I'm glad this was just a dream. Just a dream. A disturbing dream I will walk up from. I flowed the blood into the kitchen to the den. The blood trail looked like a body was dragged. As I step towards the den my sister runs around me and laughs in a childed-ish voice with an indescribable thing in her hands, she put a dress on it and was holding it like a baby bit it was only the size her for arm and she was only 5 years old.

It was blue and bloody. I stopped looking at it and walk down the stairs to the den. when I was down there I saw a man hovering over two bodies. I walked over and found out were my sister found the blue eye. My mom, had her head to an odd angle well that man was hovering over her body. I couldn't see him. He was fuzzy and I couldn't focus on him how hard I tried. My dad had his eyes and tong ripped out of his face and I gasp. The mas was absorbing there blood. My sister comes down the stairs still holding the toy in her hands and walks over to my mom and the man. She kneels by my mom and puts the thing in a hole in my mom stomach and I knew the just what it was.......

The man nodded to my sister and they talked for 3 seconds. then the man walked over to me. Picked me up and walked me to my room were there was a body on my bed. I looked closely and to my udder disbelief it was me. He put my into my body and stabbed my hart. I knew than I was not a dream and that I was never waking up to see the daylight again.
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Published: 1/17/2011
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