It has been five days since I've gotten any sleep, and it's really starting to affect me.
I hop off my bed and walk into my bathroom, where I stare into the mirror covering the wall in front of me. There are bulging bags under my eyes, and my face is as pale as a ghost. Not to mention my skinny arms and even skinnier legs, due to the fact that I hadn't eaten much of anything in five days either.
I turn on the sink in front of me and let it run as I splash the cold water onto my face with my hands, but it doesn't help.
Not that I had expected it to. I have tried everything this past week to get rid of them, to make them go away. Nothing has worked. Nada, zip zero zilch. And now, I just don't know what to do.
I walk out of my bathroom and plop back onto my bed again. It's amazing how fast your life can change. One day your life is happy, enjoyable. The next you can't stop thinking about them. And the next thing you know, your whole life has plummeted to the ground.
I have dealt with them all my life. They started up when I was five, but at least they were bearable back then. But the older I got, the worse they became. And now here I am, driving myself insane. It's gotten to the point where I can't find a solution. And if I don't find one soon, there's a very large chance I won't make it.
You might be wondering what I'm talking about, going on and on about how crazy I am. And the truth is, I don't really have a full answer for you. All I know is they are haunting me, and they won't stop.
The nightmares.
These thoughts that have haunted my dreams since I was five. Thoughts that make me fear everyone and everything around me. They drive me insane, and all I can do is deal with them.
You are probably thinking, "she's overreacting. Nightmares aren't that bad. It isn't possible."
Oh, but my dear friends it is possible. Those nightmares have made me a social outcast at school, an insane freak who will never make friends. These nightmares have also made me lose everything I love. Family, good grades, pets, and so much more. These nightmares have created a monster, a freak that is now known as me.
These nightmares have killed my personality. And if they don't stop soon, they might just actually kill me.
~
Grace C.
I hop off my bed and walk into my bathroom, where I stare into the mirror covering the wall in front of me. There are bulging bags under my eyes, and my face is as pale as a ghost. Not to mention my skinny arms and even skinnier legs, due to the fact that I hadn't eaten much of anything in five days either.
I turn on the sink in front of me and let it run as I splash the cold water onto my face with my hands, but it doesn't help.
Not that I had expected it to. I have tried everything this past week to get rid of them, to make them go away. Nothing has worked. Nada, zip zero zilch. And now, I just don't know what to do.
I walk out of my bathroom and plop back onto my bed again. It's amazing how fast your life can change. One day your life is happy, enjoyable. The next you can't stop thinking about them. And the next thing you know, your whole life has plummeted to the ground.
I have dealt with them all my life. They started up when I was five, but at least they were bearable back then. But the older I got, the worse they became. And now here I am, driving myself insane. It's gotten to the point where I can't find a solution. And if I don't find one soon, there's a very large chance I won't make it.
You might be wondering what I'm talking about, going on and on about how crazy I am. And the truth is, I don't really have a full answer for you. All I know is they are haunting me, and they won't stop.
The nightmares.
These thoughts that have haunted my dreams since I was five. Thoughts that make me fear everyone and everything around me. They drive me insane, and all I can do is deal with them.
You are probably thinking, "she's overreacting. Nightmares aren't that bad. It isn't possible."
Oh, but my dear friends it is possible. Those nightmares have made me a social outcast at school, an insane freak who will never make friends. These nightmares have also made me lose everything I love. Family, good grades, pets, and so much more. These nightmares have created a monster, a freak that is now known as me.
These nightmares have killed my personality. And if they don't stop soon, they might just actually kill me.
~
Grace C.