Status: A new story.. Lemme know whatcha think =)
Menace
These images running through my head... A reminder of the nightmare I experienced, just minutes before. My throat, too parched and sore to talk... A memento of my screams. Blood sliding down my fragile arms... The show all of my insanity.
I’m Jaycee. I’m not crazy. Or maybe I am. My “friends” all think I am. My family do too. But he tells me I’m not. He says this is normal, that everyone gets nightmares. That we all wake up screaming 5 times a night. That we all scratch ourselves during out sleep, a sure reminder of the horrors I experience in my mind. His name is Evan.
I’m Jaycee. I’m not crazy. Or maybe I am. My “friends” all think I am. My family do too. But he tells me I’m not. He says this is normal, that everyone gets nightmares. That we all wake up screaming 5 times a night. That we all scratch ourselves during out sleep, a sure reminder of the horrors I experience in my mind. His name is Evan.
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Good morning, Jaycee
These images running through my head... A reminder of the nightmare I experienced, just minutes before. My throat, too parched and sore to talk... A memento of my screams. Blood sliding down my fragile arms... The show all of my insanity. -
Jaycee, run
“Jaycee, when did Evan die?” “2 years ago.” “And what happened with that?”