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EveryDay the Same Dream. CreepyPasta By: Brett You awake in a cold sweat from a dream that you have no memory of... but a loud bang at the end... You just take it as Just a nightmare so you get up from your bed to make a sandwich and clean up... So you make a peanut butter sandwich and when youre done you grab a water bottle, take off the cap and fill it up with coke, you cap it up, put in it a lunch kit and walk down the hall to your bathroom... There you wash face, hands and brush your teeth. After youre done your once again walk down the hall to your bedroom to grab some nice trousers a shirt, formal jacket, and socks... You put those on, leave your room, grab your lunch bag and leave the house to the drive way with your keys, get in the car and leave the house... About three minutes later you look at a local store. you stop in, to grab a little something for later. You leave the building with the paper bag and get back into your car and leave to your work place down town... You arrived at your work. You walk to the front doors and see your boss your late! AGAIN! Im only giving you one more chance... to get your work caught up and your sleep time in order... Ok? Yes sir. You reply... You go to your cubical at the end of the hall from where you were before talking with your boss... You have an old computer that is slowly falling apart and may need tweaking soon. Everyday you press the same keys over and over again or so it seemed... Three hours has pasted and now its lunchtime you grab your lunch kit and paper bag from before... and you sit where you always sit in the middle of the lunchroom with your co-worker Wade whos your best and mainly only friend that you can remember... so far... But everyday you seem to talk about the same subject and tone. You hate to tell him that hes getting a little bit boring... so you stay shut and listen... Until he says youre getting to boring and quite that he doesnt want to be friends anymore. You slam you hand on the table... YOU KNOW WHAT IM SICK OF YOU TOO ASWELL! I DONT THINK I EVER LIKED YOU! You yell out. You grab the paper bag and pull out a small handgun from our last pay check at the store from this morning. Hes shocked with fear that hes silent. A women seen whats in your hand and screamed as the pointed to the gun. A man came and said stop that! Just... Put the gun down... Please... No! Im not putting this down! Im gonna shoot anyone within touching distance! You yell out again... You hated yourself your saying that your really were a fun loving guy. After people said they were going to call the cops... That can get you help, money, safety... You didnt care... You knew they couldnt promise anything... You look at the side of the gun... You take a short look at the innocent people... What was I doing? You though and you become depressed. You put the barrel of the gun in your mouth... You start to shed tears... And pull the trigger *BANG!*... The end... You awake in a cold sweat from a dream that you have no memory of... But a loud bang at the end... You take it as Just a nightmare you get up from your bed to make a sand...wich...and...clean...up......................... EveryDay the Same Dream... CreepyPasta By: Brett
Posted on: Mon, 18 Nov 2013 06:34:05 +0000

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