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I looked at the clock by my bed, it read two o'clock. I could feel the cold sweat on my forehead and back, it must have been that dream again. I could never really remember what it was, this dream that haunted my mind at night. I was somewhere in this what seemed vacant military base. Everything was in ruins some buildings still partially stood but nothing that seemed to be livable. There was this bigger building and half of it still stood, i walk at the only doorway left as i have so many times before, and as i neared the doorway i could have sworn i saw movement in side, but my curiosity got the better of me. I stuck my head in the doorway and i could see a small light at the far side of the room. I walked to it, and saw that it was a candle that was casting light over a small tub with a dead body in it. Most of the body was covered but i could see the face which looked a lot like me. i herd a noise behind me as i bent down to get a closer look at the face and i frozen. This is as far as i ever get, nothing more nothing less.
I can never really under stand what this dream means or why i am having it but night after night i have this dream. I stood up still a little damp after my long period of thinking. I headed to the shower, the thought of a nice cool shower would seemed to ease my thoughts. I walked into the bathroom and the water was already running and flowing over the side of the tub...did i start the water and forget or was someone else here. This seemed a lot like my dream, could i have been hallucinating or was someone else here? This question burned in the back of my head as i drove off to work. My job was nothing special just a desk job with a asshole for a boss. I sat down in my fairly conferable chair, and saw a note on my desk, It read, "Please see me in my office.", and was signed by my boss Mr. Smith. I walked to his office pondering what i could have possibly don't wrong. As i enter the room Mr. Smith said, "Take a seat". I sat down not knowing what was going to happen.
"Lately i have noticed that there has been something wrong with you. Now i know its none of my business so I am going to give you a few days off. I hope that over this period you can work out your problems or at least learn to keep them out of your work."
As i tried to find the work to respond i realized that my mouth was hanging open and i quickly shut it. "How could you do this to me, you know that i don't have much money!", I shouted. Mr. Smith was now starting to raise his voice.
"Just leave and don't come back until i call you."
I left work around nine o'clock. As i was on my way home i tried to calm my self down but the more i thought about it the more angry i became. When i finally reached my house i paused before I walked into the front door. I knew what i was thinking was wrong but i couldn't tell my self otherwise.
Four days later Mr. Smith had called, and he got no return it wast until he read the morning news paper did he realize why he hadn't answered.
"Suicide" He read on a little further and saw that it was the young man he had given time off several days ago, it said "It appears that the body has only been dead for several hours before we found him in the bath tub drowned."
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Needs some editing.
Posted May 18, 2008
The concept was pretty good. Although it doesn't seem like you knew exactly where you were going in the beginning (with the dream taking place in a vacant military base), the ending ties most of it together. Being able to put a good ending on a story is important, and I think you've done that, ... (
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