30th January 2018, 12:58 AM
(This post was last modified: 30th January 2018, 1:00 AM by Jessica Rocks. Edited 2 times in total.)
Scariest dream would be when I dreamt I contracted a rare disease kind of like leprosy. Your body just slowly rots away. They said I had about 18 months to live on average.
My Dad found a support group for people with the disease and recommended I go. I refused for a couple months.
I'd finally decided to go to the support group. It was at a church. I just sat in my car in the parking lot for awhile because I was afraid to go in. Suddenly someone opened my passenger door and sat down in the car with me. He was a stranger, and based on the way he looked he had the same disease as me. He told me he was diagnosed 10 years ago. I was amazed, since the longest I'd heard someone had lived after diagnosis was 3 years. I asked him what his secret was and he promised to tell me if I came to the support group. I agree.
Into the church I go with this guy. Once we get inside I realize no one else is there. He grabs my arm and tells me the secret to his 'longevity'. He's discovered that the failing organs and body parts can be replaced by those of a healthy donor... a live donor. He invites me to join him in killing people to harvest and says he'll teach me everything I need to know.
I tell him I could never be a killer. Then he says in that case, he'll have to kill me. I bludgeon him in the temple with my elbow and then bolt deeper into the church while hes stunned. I'm hiding in a closet with 911 on the line while hes searching for me, shouting "come out, come out wherever you are." I was able to grab a metal rod from some construction supplies while I was hiding. Eventually he finds me and I try to run away but we end up fighting and I stab him through the chest with the metal rod in self defense.
As the life drains out of his eyes a wicked smile crosses his face and he says "Now you're a killer too."
My Dad found a support group for people with the disease and recommended I go. I refused for a couple months.
I'd finally decided to go to the support group. It was at a church. I just sat in my car in the parking lot for awhile because I was afraid to go in. Suddenly someone opened my passenger door and sat down in the car with me. He was a stranger, and based on the way he looked he had the same disease as me. He told me he was diagnosed 10 years ago. I was amazed, since the longest I'd heard someone had lived after diagnosis was 3 years. I asked him what his secret was and he promised to tell me if I came to the support group. I agree.
Into the church I go with this guy. Once we get inside I realize no one else is there. He grabs my arm and tells me the secret to his 'longevity'. He's discovered that the failing organs and body parts can be replaced by those of a healthy donor... a live donor. He invites me to join him in killing people to harvest and says he'll teach me everything I need to know.
I tell him I could never be a killer. Then he says in that case, he'll have to kill me. I bludgeon him in the temple with my elbow and then bolt deeper into the church while hes stunned. I'm hiding in a closet with 911 on the line while hes searching for me, shouting "come out, come out wherever you are." I was able to grab a metal rod from some construction supplies while I was hiding. Eventually he finds me and I try to run away but we end up fighting and I stab him through the chest with the metal rod in self defense.
As the life drains out of his eyes a wicked smile crosses his face and he says "Now you're a killer too."
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