The alarm went off at 4 o clock sharp.i got ready quickly and went to the kitchen for breakfast.i prepared a sandwhich,juice and fruits.I couldn't eat,all that i felt is seeing the horrible images i saw i. My dream.i abondoned the idea of havung breakfast and headed for school.i took the same route everyday which passed through the cafe,the coffee shop and the railway station.i looked around the railway station .i carefully examined the rail way,there was nothing.the i took a turn then for about 5 seconds i saw The man in my dream who was murdered,the one whose body was cut to pieces,whose intestines were in my bathtub and whose blood was full in my bathroom!!!.i was really scared,i became more scared when he started walking towards me,i couldn't move,i couldn't scream i had gone numb he came closer and closer when he was an arm away from me i covered my head with my hands and shut my eyes.the next moment i felt a very fast pull from someone.the next moment i was on the floor,there was a male person who i perceive was the one who pulled me.i couldn't make up who it was cause i felt dizzy and my head was aching badly.a few seconds more then i fainted.
When i woke up i was in the clinic.i looked around there was no one in the room except me and a male figure who was facing the other way opposite mine.i tried to get up,i couldn't i felt weak and tired.then the male figure might have noticed i regained consciousness he turned to me.i have never seen him my whole life,he had the most unique features i have ever seen in any other male.he started walking towards the bed on which u sat in shock.i wasn't scared despite having a stranger around.he came and drew a chair then he sat beside my bed.
He asked for my name,and i told him i am Lara.he asked me if i suffered from any mental disease or something.i told him I was completely fine,i didn't have any mental disease that i could have.he looked down as if he was admiring his shoes then he looked up again.he asked me why i was standing in the middle of the rail track that too when a train was approaching at a high speed.he continued to explain that if he wasn't on Time i could have been dead ,smashed by a speeding train.Excuse me??that was the only thing u could say i didn't recall standing in front if a speeding train on the rail track.the only thing i. recalled was the dead man.but i couldn't say this out loud,that i saw a man in the train,i went home and found his mattered corpse,and then i saw him again today??.i couldn't say it was insane the man would think i really had mental problems so i just kept mum and claimed not to know what he was talking about.he even added that I was screaming,shouting and crying.and that's exactly how he found me staring at my cold death.i was completely shocked from A - Z.What kind of horror is this?.i asked for his name and he said it was Phillip.i asked if i could call him Phil he agreed and i also thanked him for saving me.he said welcome with a bright smile.
Phil has dark blue eyes and brown long hair and a perfectly sized body.he was around my fathers age had he been alive.he made me feel strange.i never felt like that before.while i was comparing him to my dad i recalled how he died.he met with an accident.his car was completely squashed by a truck,his body was broken,his face unrecognisable and bleeding and all,he was still breathing though.he was take to the hospital,several surgeries had to be done .his face was changed,he had broken his lung his heartbeat was slow.even after several surgeries.then the doctor said they tried their best but he was not gonna live for long.that very night my dad passed away.he was taken to the mortuary where he stayed for three days while funeral arrangements were being made at home .the fourth day he was being bought hone for final good byes.on the way he met an accident again.this one was scary.the car he was being transported with fell off a cliff of great height.his body was found in pieces.i didn't get to see his new face of say proper goodbyes.
Just then a nurse entered the room and i snapped out of my thoughts.i wiped the tears that had gathered at the corner of my eyes.she was tall and fierce she said i was okay and i had to be discharged.Phil signed the discharge papers and offered to take me home.my home was far away,it was late at around 5:30 pm.if it was possible i could have refused but i could hardly walk straight,i needed rest,plenty of it.on our way home Phil gave me his contact ,details and address he said if i had an emergency i should call him.I just took it for heavens sake maybe i woul need it that's what i said to my self.i reached home he made me promise to be carefull and alert at all times.i took the advice, thanked him again and went inside while he drove off.
I told no one about the accident.if i told granny her BP would rise and my mom didn't care if i lived or died.so i just went to my room took a shower,had supper and went to bed.
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MY WORST NIGHTMARES
Horrorlara is a 16 year old girl who is disturbed by her daily nightmares.she has many questions about her nightmares,are they magical? do they mean something?
