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The Shoes that Charlotte Wore: Prologue

The Diary of Jennifer Franco: Prologue

 

December 14, 2009

 

            Last night I woke up in a cold sweat again. At first my dream was normal and I was shopping at Macy’s for a new dress and found one that I loved. I asked the lady at the counter where the shoes were and she pointed the area out for me. Then suddenly I was in the alley again and the studded boots were stained in blood standing up in the middle. I was alone and the walls started crumbling from the buildings. I started running but I could feel him closing in on me. I could hear his footsteps following me. A loud cynical laughing in my ears that made me want to cry was carried by the icy wind. “Leave me alone.” I shouted but the footsteps became faster.  I could not run to save my life. My legs felt heavy and my breath short. Then I was in my room. I thought I was safe because I did not sense his presence anywhere. I lay on the bed to catch my breath and felt something under the covers. I got up and pulled them back and there was a black studded boot and the sheets were covered with blood. I screamed and then I woke up.

            I’m thinking that if the dreams continue that maybe I will go see a shrink. I really don’t want to though but to honest I am very scared. I think I know more than what I want to know and the thought that I could be next haunts me. I even bought a deadbolt for the front door and tomorrow I’m going to pick up the gun I bought. I don’t know who to talk to about this. I just wish it would all go away.