Nightmare 1

14:57

I have just woken up. I know its late but I was up till 5am watching the A to Z of a bunch of celebrities. Its one of thoses programs that tells you loads of gossip whilst making it extra interesting. The bad thing now is that I am gonna have to knock myself out if I want to get to sleep later. I'll probably have to take a drowsy headache pill to set the wheels of sleep into motion. Hopefully I'll be able to get up nice and early tomorrow for college.

I've just woken up from another nightmare. I am stumped as to why I am getting so many. Anyway, as I was saying I had another nightmare and as usual it was another cinematic triumph. At first I'm helping a women find the insane pschopathic killer but pretty soon we realize that its not the person we need to get. It turns out that he has actually been taken over by the ghost of a young boy who was murdered after seeing his family be burned to death. The pain of the whole thing was so great for him that he left a poltergeic imprint on a teddy bear. This meant that when he died a part of him was left inside the bear, able to grow from the pain that sensed from the living.
The man (insane murderer guy) had touched the bear and had his soul tainted by the anguish the boy had suffered over the years and gone insane from it. The boy made him do things to cause people pain so that he could grow stronger.
After a long bit of running around and dream suspense we catch the man who tells us what happened. He also told us that the boy was going to try to revive his family by killing and causing misery. The woman took the bear off him and immediately he went into some sort of spasm. He died soon.

The next part of the dream was all inside the woman's head. The ghost boy was making her see the world in a completely different way. There was no longer any colour or fun n the world to her. Everything was grey, the people were grey but worse still the people had changed. They seemed less human.......Far more sinister. Everyone and everything would stare into you with cold dark eyes that robbed you of all the warmth that happiness brings.
The longer that the woman fought against the boy and the visions the more evil the world seemed to become. In the end the all the faces of the people she encountered were twisted and had a look of bloodlust. (Think of how the people look in the music video for "going under" by Evanesence)

Then I woke up......It may have been a nightmare but it was a bloody good one. I'd pay to see that horror anyway. But anyway....I need to go have a shower. I haven't had a shower in days.....YUK