Short Stories
Door 21
Thursday 12 March 2018
05:30 am In my bedroom
Dear Diary
Joanna Van Der Pays here. The nightmares are back and I feel like I can't breathe but it was different this time I was followed in my Dream, I ran in to an abandoned building and up the stairs and then .... thats when I can't remember what happened but it's stupid and it'll fade soon. Hopefully
Thursday 12 March 2018
10:00pm In my living room
Hi Diary Joanna again I've been laying here for an hour, I'm to afraid to close my eyes because every time I do, I remember parts of the dream from this morning . When I close my eyes I see myself holding a key standing in that abandoned building .... In front of a door that had a number on it, I just can't remember that number!
Am I going crazy?
Is the universe screwing with me?
What have I done to deserve this?
Thursday 19 March 2018
13:00pm St Thomas Hospital
Dear Diary I know it's been a week and I'm sorry for that but I don't know what has been happening for the last week.
The last thing I remember is that I was in this building that looked as though it had been ball dosed at some point in it's life but there was one door standing I remember what number it was now. Door 21 yeah that's it and when I was standing there I realized I was holding a Key I thought that it must be the key to that however just as I went to walk over to place the key in to the lock, just as I was about halfway to the door it swung fully open.
Just as I was about to run a voice came from inside the door
"Don't be afraid I won't harm you Joanna" echoed the voice
"Who are you, how do you know my name?" I eventually managed to choke out
"Come here Joanna, follow me" replied the very stern voice and as much as I wanted to say 'No answer my questions'
I felt obligated to do as I was told so I followed the voice and that's where the memory cuts off, I must of fell somewhere and gained a concoction.
Thursday 19 March 2018
20:30pm Still at St Thomas Hospital
Hi again Diary I'm just eating my disgusting hospital dinner Curry and Rice ummm I say trying not to puke, I had a visitor about 19:10pm and this how it went. A blonde haired women came into my room she looked so up set so I ... struggled to sit up and asked
"Are you ok Miss?" I asked trying to be polite even though I wanted to be left alone.
"Yes I'm fine I am so sorry about your head I really didn't mean to hurt you"
sitting up I ask "Who are you and why did you tell me to follow you?... you remind me of somebody I used to know"
"Joanna you do know me because... I am... your mother..." After that there was a short until finally I manage to
choke out my words "But my mother died two years ago"
Until she replies "Exactly and ... I am not the only one who's dead Joanna. When you hit your head the other day
you hit it harder than a concoction... you bled out Joanna ... YOU'RE DEAD!"
05:30 am In my bedroom
Dear Diary
Joanna Van Der Pays here. The nightmares are back and I feel like I can't breathe but it was different this time I was followed in my Dream, I ran in to an abandoned building and up the stairs and then .... thats when I can't remember what happened but it's stupid and it'll fade soon. Hopefully
Thursday 12 March 2018
10:00pm In my living room
Hi Diary Joanna again I've been laying here for an hour, I'm to afraid to close my eyes because every time I do, I remember parts of the dream from this morning . When I close my eyes I see myself holding a key standing in that abandoned building .... In front of a door that had a number on it, I just can't remember that number!
Am I going crazy?
Is the universe screwing with me?
What have I done to deserve this?
Thursday 19 March 2018
13:00pm St Thomas Hospital
Dear Diary I know it's been a week and I'm sorry for that but I don't know what has been happening for the last week.
The last thing I remember is that I was in this building that looked as though it had been ball dosed at some point in it's life but there was one door standing I remember what number it was now. Door 21 yeah that's it and when I was standing there I realized I was holding a Key I thought that it must be the key to that however just as I went to walk over to place the key in to the lock, just as I was about halfway to the door it swung fully open.
Just as I was about to run a voice came from inside the door
"Don't be afraid I won't harm you Joanna" echoed the voice
"Who are you, how do you know my name?" I eventually managed to choke out
"Come here Joanna, follow me" replied the very stern voice and as much as I wanted to say 'No answer my questions'
I felt obligated to do as I was told so I followed the voice and that's where the memory cuts off, I must of fell somewhere and gained a concoction.
Thursday 19 March 2018
20:30pm Still at St Thomas Hospital
Hi again Diary I'm just eating my disgusting hospital dinner Curry and Rice ummm I say trying not to puke, I had a visitor about 19:10pm and this how it went. A blonde haired women came into my room she looked so up set so I ... struggled to sit up and asked
"Are you ok Miss?" I asked trying to be polite even though I wanted to be left alone.
"Yes I'm fine I am so sorry about your head I really didn't mean to hurt you"
sitting up I ask "Who are you and why did you tell me to follow you?... you remind me of somebody I used to know"
"Joanna you do know me because... I am... your mother..." After that there was a short until finally I manage to
choke out my words "But my mother died two years ago"
Until she replies "Exactly and ... I am not the only one who's dead Joanna. When you hit your head the other day
you hit it harder than a concoction... you bled out Joanna ... YOU'RE DEAD!"