I Fell Asleep Monologue

It was a dark and stormy night. I, Jonathan Harker, was shaking and I didn't know what was going on. I was seeing terrifying shadows around my room. Also, last night, I thought a person or a thing was behind me, but I couldn't see its reflection through the mirror. I didn't know what to do, so I started packing.

So, now suddenly I was in an entirely new environment and scared out of my mind. I could see all of my dreams crashing and burning right before my eyes.

I remember falling asleep, but I don’t remember being in a bed. I had fallen asleep in the hall due to my emotional state. My body didn’t need the sleep. My mind did. I’m actually happy I did. It got my mind off all my problems and sorrows for a good while. I sit up, pushing the unfamiliar blankets off my body. I’m in a strange hard bed in a foreign room. Everything around me feels new and alien. This isn’t my dull little prison. This room is slightly decorated with light brown walls and a dresser covered with random things.

That night it was you lord who eased me, who put me at rest. I was so scared,holding my pillow tightly to my chest In fear and agony, my body so weak Pillow drenched with tears that speak. Yearning someone to rub my back and hug me tight, But I didn't want anyone's attention to make me smile.

You were probably wondering where I went after that night I went missing. Well I was trying to get some sleep and I heard this gun go off three times. I wanted so see if someone was lost or hurt, I went quickly to the rail to balanced himself there,to get greater elevation. Then my pipe feel and I had to try to reach for it. Then when I did I feel off the yacht. I tried to cry out but I kept getting salt water in my mouth by the yacht. Then I remember where the shoots come from and started to swim there. Then I hear an animal start crying and I didn’t know kind of animal it was so, I just let it be. A little later I hear a gun shoot come from the same way.I also hear water crash against rocks and so I swam the opposite way. I won the hunting

When I woke up, I had no idea where I was, until seconds later when I realized almost everything in the room was white. My hair was pulled out of my bun and I was wearing a patient's gown. There was a lady in baby blue shirt with little snoopy dogs on it leaning over the bed with a clipboard in her left hand, and a pen in her right. The instant I moved my head to look around, I regretted it and let my head flop back down, then regretted that even more. My whole right side of my body felt like it was being burned and stabbed right there on the spot. I moaned and I heard my mom's voice, just a little too

There I lay quietly and still as my gun wound gets worse, I fell a breeze go across my face like wind on a stormy day I think to myself “am I going to die?” then I see in the distance a glowing light flashing red and blue continuously as I hear the sirens getting closer I start to fade. I’m awake sitting in a chair in the hospital then I check my body for wounds and but…found nothing as I walk down the hallway I suddenly remember that my mom was in the hospital for reasons I did not know I said to myself quietly “I’ll just go home and rest for now” as I walk out of the hospital and towards my car I see a white owl fly by some ones house and remembered I saw it in my dream just flashbacks of little glimpses from my dream I reach for my car handle and opened my car I sat down shivering in the cold night for my back window was broken, as I am diving I feel a slight pain on my lower back I stop at the side of a burger hut and check as the pain got worse I see guys getting closer wearing saggy clothes one pulls a gun on me…im laying on the floor…once again I am in the hospital chair this time I do everything over again not realizing it but there was a little ball underneath my skin.

I woke up to the sound of carnival music and familiar laughter of a child that are blaring through the walls. What the heck? I dazedly get out of bed, noticing the door wide open, and the hallway light is swirling with vibrant colors. I could feel my feet walking me out of the room, almost as if someone’s pulling the strings of my movements, not letting me have any control whatsoever.

I couldn’t sleep. I looked at my somewhat dim, water powered alarm clock, wondering what time it was. 7:43. Way early. Despite being awfully comfortable, I got up, figuring I was just hungry. As I walked the the kitchen, I pondered about my snack. Carrots and orange juice usually is the best choice. ( This is actually a good midnight snack! You should try it! ) I made it to the fridge. As I opened it, I took in the cold air against my warm, cozy fur. Then I realized, that I was sweating. I dropped the blanket I had wrapped around me. Much better. I grabbed my carrots and orange juice, dragged the blanket behind me and took my time getting back to my room. I hopped onto the bed with my snack in hand, and turned on the TV with the remote. The button let out a quiet ‘click!’ as I pushed the smooth, plastic button, before the TV turned on.

It changes everytime you ask. Some say it was a virus, others say it was god punishing us for our sins. At least that’s what the people on the news say. All I know is that the dead are walking among us. I’ve seen people I used to know attack and eat innocent people. Everyday I see my dad walking among them, wishing there something i could have done. I couldn’t bring myself to kill one of the only people i’ve loved. He attacked me but i managed to fight him off and i’ve been held up in my house ever since. It’s a small house, nothing fancy, in a small town near Chicago called Glenview. Everyday I think about my half brother that lived in New York with his mom. After my dad and his mom split I didn’t think life could get any worse, I was

I didn’t know any better. I didn’t know it could kill me. One time when I was 8, I was playing with some chapstick. I was putting It on everything when I decided to take a bite out of it. I ended up getting really sick and almost dying.

My eyes bolt open as I recall the images replaying in my mind. Sweat drips slowly from my forehead down to my chin leaving my shirt damp to the touch. I am shaking uncontrollably as I wrap my arm around myself in a protective hug. The feeling of being alone creeps in, the image won’t leave my mind, my body won’t stop shaking. I hear a muffled scream desperately escape my lips as I cover my mouth with my dark purple sheets. This was the third consecutive night I have woke up screaming and being unable to speak. I had the dream again. The thing that scares me the most is it wasn’t just a dream; it was a memory.

You guys are probably thinking I stopped writing I'm Back Boys to write this story. Nope! I didn't. I haven't update in a while. Not because I'm giving up on my story like I gave up on my first one. And no I don't have writer's block. I have been writing a little in my note book. Any who I was on my phone one day, listening to " It Ain't Me " by Selena Gomez and I was learning the lyrics and it went like:

Being a senior in highschool, i've learned to go with the flow Going into second hour on this day felt odder than usual. There was stuff written on the whiteboard, not for our class but my teacher was up there getting ready to talk, “Okay class, today we are reading a story called sand kings” Mr.Rase expresses with little emotion.Usually when we read stories they are very interesting and entertaining, seeing him enthusiastic about it seemed strange. However i didn't pay it much mind, he gave me the story and i read it. Going into my third hour i was tired, due to me not having any coffee. I got into the room and immediately fell into my dreams. It seemed like it was real, i was in the woods, it was wet and smelled almost like fresh cut grass.

I jolted awake in fear. I had a dream. A weird dream. A vivid dream. It was full of people shouting and bright flashes of light. It was confusing yet clear, like some part of me understood it. I didn’t know it would be important then but now I know. How? Well, it happened like this…