Nightmares by JL

Nightmares!!!

It was the fourth of July. In the pitch black of the hot night I thrashed through the soft wall of the sweaty comforter only to find my fate..........

Boom, Boom, Boom.

The sound gets closer and closer. The explosions spewing their venomous sparks. A few metres farther the gigantic firey flames touching precious lives of helpless heads. Fighting, struggling I am stuck in the spot I want to run but there is no chance I could move. I just came here for a dare, the reason why I would do it was unknown. All I knew was that I couldn’t move.

The thundering footsteps getting closer, I just wanted to scream but then I would have no chance of surviving. Cob webs were tangled in my hair. I was hiding in an old wine cellar, not a great place to hide when you’re dealing with sailors! I see a large black spider crawling toward me I yelped and then swatted the spider to the floor and crushed it.

All of a sudden I remembered where I was! I quickly locked the door I’m not sure why I didn’t do that before, but than again there was no logic here! Even though that man probably had a key it would buy me a little time. Before I could say donut the door was unlocked and it flung open. I squeezed under a shelf, the hairy man glanced around, grabbed a bottle of rum. As he was about to leave a shard of glass sliced my leg. I screamed in pain. The hairy man’s big green eye stared right into my hiding place. I swear it was like he was shooting me with a lazer. He grabbed me by the scruff of the neck, I wanted to say, “I’m not a cat!!!.”

Luckily for me he was a little drunk so I was able to escape, and the race began. I darted past the captain quarters, who was shaving with only a towel for clothes. Scared for life, I kept on going and going until I got to the main deck. Guards were absolutely everywhere. Several of them grasped my pajamas hard. ( Yes I was still wearing my Pj’s.)

They dragged me to a guillotine and dropped me in it. At this point I would’ve rather have walked the plank! The Captain strolled to the front of me thankfully wearing some clothes. With a surprising gesture he yelled, "OFF WITH THE HEAD!” The blade flew down the string like a rocket. I could see the explosions getting closer. I squeezed my eyes shut, the blade touched the hairs on the back of my neck and sent shivers down my spine. This was my end, my fate. I didn’t even get to say good bye or anything. I, I, I, woke up in a cold sweat panting for air. I glanced around. I was in by bedroom all was quiet and peaceful. Everything was safe. I slowly layed back down and shut my eyes.