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Lets play hero again, another peice to the dreams/nightmares
I see myself back in alaska. It was when I was about 12 years old, living in a broken trailer, still over weight as usual. I decided to go to the lake thats several miles away for some solitude from my decrepted family life, I wanted to think about my everything that may happen in the end. As I arrived I saw these older guys, about some where within highschool age, pushing around another girl that was my age back then. I (as myself) walked around to see my chubby self run towards the older guys. From afar it looked like I was trying to talk it out smoothly, they thrown the chick to the side and started pushing my lard-a** around. (going back to twelve year old) They knocked me down and started kicking me then they just started punching me, eventually they allowed me to get up and began pushing me around again. I was being pushed towards the lake, (my skinny self today) I watched myself fill with fear. How the hell did they know I couldn't swim, I started walking towards the gathered people, I saw the girl run, I saw myself teeter closer to the lake, I began to run. Now I was sprinting, myself fell into the water, even today I don't know how to swim but I jumped in. The fat self was sinking like a rock I thrashed to reach myself. I made it to the bottom of the lake but gravity worked and my child self was no where to be found. Instead after takeing a look around I see myself (normal skinny today) all over the place, they were all doing different things, I walked forward to find myself in a corner sitting in the feeble position rocking back and forth.
Me: What the hell are you doing?
Duplicate: I have to say sorry....
*I kneel down to his eye level* Me: Why? To who?
Duplicate: I have to say sorry to my mom and dad. They were right, I am a failure, I will never become anything outside there house. At least in there I was their son but out here I am nothing.... Maybe if I apologize they will let me live there again so everything will go back to normal!
I stood punched him, he fell over cowering before. God he made me sick. I knew I hated myself but this was a new low I showed, I don't want anything to do with him.
Duplicate: ow...
Me: No!
Duplicate: ow... what???
Me: I am not going back to that place! I would rather die than go back to that prison! Don't you realize that we have been trapped there for six years? I know are life sucks right now, I know the world is fighting us inch by inch, but I rather keep fighting them than be imprisoned again!
Duplicate: But... But if we keep trying we will be ripped apart. Besides if we don't go back to at least visit they'll hunt us down! * he grabs me* THEY SAID THEY'LL HUNT US DOWN!
Me: *I punch myself again* ********... I would rather be destroyed while I am out in the world than be broken down by them. As for my parents hunting me down, I'll kill them if they come near me. I don't care anymore, they'll either kill me or I'll kill them but I am not going back. If you try to stop me I'll kill you too.
I begin to walk but after two steps I was being obstructed from walking further by my weak self. I turn around to him and he was crying with fear all over him.
Duplicate: I'm sorry... Please forgive... I'm sorry... Forgive me.
Me: Get off me...
He kept holding on. The rest of the other me's turned toward me and started comeing towards me. I punched my self and then stomped on his face. Lastly I stomped on his neck, I twisted my foot and broke his neck. I was soon buffeted by the rest of myself. Sure I fought but their were too many of them, eventually they all dog piled me and were starting to rip me apart. Eventually everything swirled and my landscape changed. I was now in a barren stormy lain to waste city, I lay there coughing up blood. Alas all of the me’s became the me I hated most. White…
White: *He smiles and waves happily* Hey there!
Me:… ********]
I tried crawling away, I really didn’t want to hear his ridicule or feel what goody pain he had in store.
White: Oh no worries, I won’t put you down, you do plenty of that yourself. But I will give you loads of pain though.
He took a few happily placed skips and kicks up a destroyed street sign with a sharp point. He stabs me in the back and twist. He continued to stab me, I flipped over, he now stabbed me in the chest. Impossible to survive. Good thing that’s not the real world. I looked to my side and found a gun, I reach for it. But white completely stabs through me and pins me to the ground. I almost got the gun. He place a heavily stomp on my arm and pins it there.
White: *his smile is still on his face* Now, now. We can’t have that now can we?
Despite his strength I ripped myself away from him and grabbed the gun and pointed it at him.
White: *His smile falters a little but then is reassured.* Heh. Almost forgot that you can’t kill me, we are the same. *he laughs*
I pointed it at myself. He isn’t smiling anymore.
White: What are you doing?
I click off the safety.
White: Don’t do it…
I flipped him off.
White: NO!!!
He jumped for me, it was all in slow motion. The fear forming on his face, me pulling the trigger, and us finally colliding. It went black. Then I heard a explosion.
The end.
 Langendorfer · Sat Mar 08, 2008 @ 03:22am · 0 Comments |
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