I awaken to the sounds of screaming. I look to my right to see fear itself, emitting from my little sister, Mariah. What has happened? I look towards the door. It rattles, so roughly that it nearly falls of its hinges. As I watch in horror, I happen to suddenly realize the sharp pain in my side. I ignore it to see what awaits my front. The door opens, as hard as a door can possibly open... Then... The dream ends.
I actually awaken. Its pitch black, nothing to visualize, and nothing to hear. My sister, Mariah is fast asleep in her bed. But I still feel the pain. I look to my side and see the sharp pain. Its a bite mark. I couldn't believe it. Something had bitten my while I was in my ghoulish night-terror. I freak, silently, but vigerously, shaking in almost a seizure like fashion. Then, after about a minute, I wake up.
This is every wakin moment. You see, when I was a kid, I was tricked by a witch. The witch made it that in the end, I would have to relive a twisted moment she devilishly wrote up for me. I would live through all of these hellish times over and over again until I was 18, then in adulthood, I would choose either to work alongside the witch or relive these terrible horrors over and over until I died. Great reality.
But I have an idea. Through each one of the witches trials, there has been a clue, a clue to break the spells. This started when I was 12, thats when I was tricked. I didn't realize the clues until about 6 days ago. (Or 6 dream days ago) The clue I found was what one of the kids was talking about in the corner of the Insane Asylum I was forced into. His name was Johnny. Johnny would sit in a corner, cutting his arms, repeating the same phrase over and over again. "La Mas Tar Id El". She had put me in this nightmare once before, as I had to sit here, watching Johnny as he would eventually cut his own arm off. I sat. And listened as Johnny slowly killed himself. And that when I this me. La Mas Tar Id El was an annagram. Before the witch had captured me, I solved these all the time. Over the next few hours, I added it all up. I got the definition. I'm not sure what it is, but I think its a sign. The best I got was "Its All A Dream".
Since then Ive been listening. Watching for the littlest clue, and I havn't found any. Today for me is September 23rd, one day before my birthday. The day before I reject a witch. I don't know how this will all end, but I don't believe hell is forever. Not if you have options.
