Wednesday, 07 January 2009
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My Scariest Nightmare - The Uninvited Contest
I was in a mansion. It was dark and there were hallways. There were two parallel hallways running down with rooms at an even interval; it was cold and dead. I remember being lost, but my dream self didn't seem to have a problem with it at all.
I walked around to the other hallway and found that in the other hallway, there was a Hispanic maid, maid-ing the rooms. She asked, harshly "What are you doing here?!" And I don't remember answering. She was so normal, and there was a light around her. Why didn't I stay with her?
I wandered into a large, and main room. There was a single television there, and I watched people mutilated and mutilated on the screen. The picture was black and white.
I felt uneasy. I was going to go back to the maid, but something was in my way. It was a person, and I'm bewildered to say that it was a hobo. He looked... distant. And he walked closer and closer to me, his eyes were dark and hollow...
He reached out, and grabbed me and held me up and I woke up.
Not my usually groggy wake-up. As in, my dream self was about to scream. I opened my mouth and I was about to scream and I felt such horror. I remember this, and taking one final look at the hobo, I took in air, and my eyes just opened. I saw my room's darkness, and I felt the air still in my throat.
I remember that afterwards, I drew a picture of the hobo, and his image is clear in my mind. Because of that last look.
I just blogged about my scariest nightmare to enter The Uninvited Scariest Nightmare Contest for 1,000 credits. You can earn free credits too! Brought to you by The Uninvited - In Theaters January 30th.
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Comments (1)
What was the hobo going to do? o.o Or, what was the look on his face?