Connecting Between the Lines
You see, one would say that I would be mentaly insane. What I’m
saying is my real dreams. I have no control over their outcome, but… part of me wonders about
connections. I have become a Video Game Theorist, who finds connections between
events of games in seiries’. I don’t know why, but Connecting this to my dreams
and nightmares, I can find Several things similar. Most of my Nightmares
involve a man who claims to want to protect my fate, for he claims he has
failed in the past. I do not quite understand what he means. But… This man, who
claims to want to protect me, always finds a way to Brutally slaughter me. “Oh,
you need to be tested for Insanity.” Yeah, I know most of you are thinking
that. Trust me, the Main nightmares that
I remember are very violent and full of gore. Yes, I am serious when I say
this. If you have a weak stomach, do not read ahead. I promise you, it will not
be pretty. . .
Table of Contents
Horror in the Graveyard………………………………………………page 3
Demented Mall Chasing Videogame……………………………page 5
Hero to Negative Zero…..................................................page
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HORROR IN THE GRAVEYARD
I was only six years old. My dad had just shown me
one of his horror movies, you know, the one where the horse eats the little
girl (Who was about my age). When I fell asleep, I felt myself being wisked off
by something. Next thing I know, I open my eyes to a little girl’s nightmare.
All around me was blood and corpses. At my feet, the head of a man, maggots
crawling out of his eyesockets, his body missing. Blood covered everything,
everything but me and my nightgown. I just wanted this all to stop. Looking
around, I tried to find an exit to the graveyard. Instead, I just found myself
deeper in the horror. I could hear dying screams in the distance. They kind of
sounded like the Redead off of Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time… But, I spotted
a throne, yes, a throne made out of bones of the deceased that belonged here,
in this horror Graveyard. Ontop of the throne sat a man, looking Very calm and
pleasant. It was a slight relief to see someone who wasn’t disfigured or
missing anything. My Relief was Pre-mature. Getting up from his throne, he made
his way down to me, and knelt down to look me in the eye. His words I will never
forget. “I will rid of all who cause you grief, if you allow me.” I didn’t want
anyone hurt. My mind was racing. What if I made a foolish mistake with such a
command? I couldn’t take it. It would make life unfair for everyone else. I
backed away, telling him no. That was when he did what I was surprised about,
he stabbed me, ran me through, with a sword. I woke up screaming and in tears. My back had hurt in the area he
had stabbed me. As I looked at the ground from my bed, I could still see the
bloodied ground of the horror graveyard. I ran to my mom’s room, slamming into
the wall twice. I couldn’t tell where anything was… all I could see was that
graveyard. When I found my mom, it all melted away into reality. Everything was
normal. I was safe, there were no dead people, everything would be Normal. Oh
was I wrong.
Demented Mall Chasing Videogame
You know those Videogames where you have to keep
the character moving? Like in those Side-scrolling games? Yeah, it was kinda
like this, but I was the character. I was running down a never-ending hall of
some shoppingplace I’ve never been to before. I have a large fear of Rottweiler
dogs. Ironicly, I was being chased by that. In the corner of my vision, I could
see three poorly drawn stick figures of myself, like something a little kid
would draw. This said dog was crashing through everything, attempting to kill
me with its massive jaws. I couldn’t get away. I screamed in agony as it tore
me limb from limb, savoring the blood. Everything went black for a second, and
then I was back at the beginning, one of the figures in the corner of my vision
missing. Being the Videogame nerd I am, I realized I had just lost a life… and
if I loose two more, I’ll be game-over’ed. I tried hiding this time. It found
me hiding in some playground, one from Elementary that I used to play on. This
wasn’t time for memory lane, though. It had brutally slaughtered me yet again,
before I was starting at the start again, one figure left. This time I got a
lot further, only to be eaten at the end. I didn’t realize until after I woke
up that I had actually drawn my ‘lives’ when I was little. Three figures. Now
how disturbing is that?
HERO TO NEGATIVE ZERO
Okay, so you know how when you were little, and
you always had your favorite super heroes? Here I was, in my dream, fighting
next to my favorite super heroes. It is nerdy, I know, but I’m just that way.
The bad guy had pulled out a lazer that he said could kill anything, and fired it
at me. I yelped and ducked, only for him to appear behind me and give me a
beating, all of the heroes with me trying to defend themselves. I curled up in
pain, only for the bad guy to pick me up by my wrist, and take me over to this
futuristic-tube-looking-thingy. Pressing a button on it, The tube opened, and he
dangled me over the drop. I hurt too much and was bleeding. Need I remind you I
was still really little. The leader of the heroes tried to rush forward, only
to watch the bad guy let go, the last thing I saw was the bad guy’s true face,
one I did not realize who until later. My body fell, tumbling down the hole
painfully. I could hear the shreaks of agony of spirits below me. The hole was
endless! Lightheadedness was starting to strike, and I fell unconscious. I woke
the next morning to bruises on my side.
I was only six years old. My dad had just shown me
one of his horror movies, you know, the one where the horse eats the little
girl (Who was about my age). When I fell asleep, I felt myself being wisked off
by something. Next thing I know, I open my eyes to a little girl’s nightmare.
All around me was blood and corpses. At my feet, the head of a man, maggots
crawling out of his eyesockets, his body missing. Blood covered everything,
everything but me and my nightgown. I just wanted this all to stop. Looking
around, I tried to find an exit to the graveyard. Instead, I just found myself
deeper in the horror. I could hear dying screams in the distance. They kind of
sounded like the Redead off of Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time… But, I spotted
a throne, yes, a throne made out of bones of the deceased that belonged here,
in this horror Graveyard. Ontop of the throne sat a man, looking Very calm and
pleasant. It was a slight relief to see someone who wasn’t disfigured or
missing anything. My Relief was Pre-mature. Getting up from his throne, he made
his way down to me, and knelt down to look me in the eye. His words I will never
forget. “I will rid of all who cause you grief, if you allow me.” I didn’t want
anyone hurt. My mind was racing. What if I made a foolish mistake with such a
command? I couldn’t take it. It would make life unfair for everyone else. I
backed away, telling him no. That was when he did what I was surprised about,
he stabbed me, ran me through, with a sword. I woke up screaming and in tears. My back had hurt in the area he
had stabbed me. As I looked at the ground from my bed, I could still see the
bloodied ground of the horror graveyard. I ran to my mom’s room, slamming into
the wall twice. I couldn’t tell where anything was… all I could see was that
graveyard. When I found my mom, it all melted away into reality. Everything was
normal. I was safe, there were no dead people, everything would be Normal. Oh
was I wrong.
Demented Mall Chasing Videogame
You know those Videogames where you have to keep
the character moving? Like in those Side-scrolling games? Yeah, it was kinda
like this, but I was the character. I was running down a never-ending hall of
some shoppingplace I’ve never been to before. I have a large fear of Rottweiler
dogs. Ironicly, I was being chased by that. In the corner of my vision, I could
see three poorly drawn stick figures of myself, like something a little kid
would draw. This said dog was crashing through everything, attempting to kill
me with its massive jaws. I couldn’t get away. I screamed in agony as it tore
me limb from limb, savoring the blood. Everything went black for a second, and
then I was back at the beginning, one of the figures in the corner of my vision
missing. Being the Videogame nerd I am, I realized I had just lost a life… and
if I loose two more, I’ll be game-over’ed. I tried hiding this time. It found
me hiding in some playground, one from Elementary that I used to play on. This
wasn’t time for memory lane, though. It had brutally slaughtered me yet again,
before I was starting at the start again, one figure left. This time I got a
lot further, only to be eaten at the end. I didn’t realize until after I woke
up that I had actually drawn my ‘lives’ when I was little. Three figures. Now
how disturbing is that?
HERO TO NEGATIVE ZERO
Okay, so you know how when you were little, and
you always had your favorite super heroes? Here I was, in my dream, fighting
next to my favorite super heroes. It is nerdy, I know, but I’m just that way.
The bad guy had pulled out a lazer that he said could kill anything, and fired it
at me. I yelped and ducked, only for him to appear behind me and give me a
beating, all of the heroes with me trying to defend themselves. I curled up in
pain, only for the bad guy to pick me up by my wrist, and take me over to this
futuristic-tube-looking-thingy. Pressing a button on it, The tube opened, and he
dangled me over the drop. I hurt too much and was bleeding. Need I remind you I
was still really little. The leader of the heroes tried to rush forward, only
to watch the bad guy let go, the last thing I saw was the bad guy’s true face,
one I did not realize who until later. My body fell, tumbling down the hole
painfully. I could hear the shreaks of agony of spirits below me. The hole was
endless! Lightheadedness was starting to strike, and I fell unconscious. I woke
the next morning to bruises on my side.
