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I had a bad dream last night... *Someone is chasing me... And i can not run fast... I look back and he is there... Lurking in the dark... With his hands reaching out to me... I can not see his face... But i can hear him saying my name... I can see his eyes burning with red flames. My feet feel a thousand times heavier... But i keep running... And he is getting closer... Closer.... Closer... His hands are reaching out... I scream when he scratches the back of my neck. His tapering fingers are cold and wet. Rotten and juicy... I stumble over and fall hard to the ground. I turn around fast but he's gone. Nothing around but thick cold fog.* I woke up screaming... In my room in the dark... It was just a very terrible nightmare, i think to myself. Just a nightmare... A nightmare... Then something caught my eye... Two red flame burning floating in mid-air... His burning red eyes... I screamt again... But it's just the mirror... I was staring at the mirror in my room. And staring at those two burning red flames... Those two eyes... My own eyes...
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Nov 26, 2010
Nov 26, 2010 at 5:06 PM UTC
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I had a bad dream last night... *Someone is chasing me... And i can not run fast... I look back and he is there... Lurking in the dark... With his hands reaching out to me... I can not see his face... But i can hear him saying my name... I can see his eyes burning with red flames. My feet feel a thousand times heavier... But i keep running... And he is getting closer... Closer.... Closer... His hands are reaching out... I scream when he scratches the back of my neck. His tapering fingers are cold and wet. Rotten and juicy... I stumble over and fall hard to the ground. I turn around fast but he's gone. Nothing around but thick cold fog.* I woke up screaming... In my room in the dark... It was just a very terrible nightmare, i think to myself. Just a nightmare... A nightmare... Then something caught my eye... Two red flame burning floating in mid-air... His burning red eyes... I screamt again... But it's just the mirror... I was staring at the mirror in my room. And staring at those two burning red flames... Those two eyes... My own eyes...
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Nov 26, 2010
Nov 26, 2010 at 5:06 PM UTC
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