Chapter Twenty

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I WALKED OUT of my bathroom, that dream I had, I began to place my dream into reality, I felt that that was how it was Now, all a bunch of metaphors protraying out in form of dreams, the early stage was casting out how I felt, I was okay by the beginning of yesterday but as the day went on my mood switched, and all that pain I felt I thought to consider it to the fear I had.

I couldn't move in all that I was as trapped to the earth as a tree. For a moment I pulled myself thoughts to 'What if', what if I was in denial, denying what was right in front of me, refusing to accept Reality, reality that the mythical did really exist, Everthing surreal; awestricking was all real, of course theoretically speaking, Those insane theorized eerie notions were the commence of my highly questioning hypothesis.

I got to the end of my short passage, as I leaned my ear at my door, I waited to hear, I wanted to hear, if it was asleep presuming snoring or if not it were moving about, probably nibbling on my books or pillows, if It were going to be that harmless and prudent.

But nothing, it was quiet in there and I took my chances of it being asleep, I shut my eyes as I slowly slide open the door. I poked my head out, and my eyes searched for where that creature was, the first thing I noticed was how my room looked like a hurricane just hit it, everything was scattered and messy, I had never seen it this much untidy, luckily nothing had been nibbled or crashed to bits. My balcony doors were still open, wide open, it seemed like they had been open for the whole night.

My eyes stopped as they squinted at it, what was on the center of my bed, it had made itself at home and taken up MY BED, cozily sleeping in it, I had been crouched down on the cold floor the rest of the damning night while it took my bed. Well, at least it was my choice to leave my bedroom's comforts, I wouldn't call it a choice.

I immediately noticed that it was back to its little size, and I could breath relatively again, I exhaled a long quiet puff of relief. I thought it was less of a threat when it was tiny. I glared at it cuddled up in my bed, as I walked in, my thoughts were on when all of this was over, I'd make sure my room was meticulously cleaned, down to every corner and cushion, my bloody bed changed!

I noticed that the watch was still were I had left it, right on the floor, I was to go as quick and quiet as possible, then get a hold of it and smash it to the floor. I was half way of executing my simple plan, which could have failed or worked, the possibility was one out of ten. I had just picked up my shoe at the side of my floor, and I was going to use it to smash that watch, as far as I knew, touching that thing only brought horrors.

I rose my shoe in mid air then sent it off to the watch to smash it but I stopped mid way, when I heard it speak.

''I wouldn't do thar if I were you.''

It said without opening its eyes, but one of its large ears were up, and I exhaled, of course it could hear me, its hearing must have been remarkably great. But I ignored it, I thought by the time it got to me, I would be already done with the watch. I Proceeded, but it stopped me again

''Did you not hear me boy?'' It asked without ever opening its eyes. ''I can feel the power force, thar seems to be coming out of there, its strong mate really strong, besides mate why would you destroy your own Regem, thar fing around it there's holdin' it togever.''

I pushed closer, ''Mate. . .'' It crooned, ''I know I frighten you, but to be fair I frighten most, you wouldn't be the first to scarper out of here like ya head's on fire, I frighten Husttan's as well, and ya should see 'em they more creepier than me, but it's been long, and these days everywon's terrified of anyfing extinct.'' It seemed to go on and on with its stories.

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