Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-25147825-20140707054825


 * 1) "Now I Remember"
 * 2) You wake up in a cold sweat.
 * 3) "What a nightmare that was" you think to yourself.
 * 4) You hear the door quietly closing from downstairs...You open the night stand drawer from next to the bed, slowly pull out your handgun from inside it, and slip out of bed. You quietly make your way downstairs to see that the fridge is open.
 * 5) As you sneak over to it the door closes and you instantly raise your gun. Your son, standing behind the fridge drops his soda and his eyes widen as do yours.
 * 6) "Steven, what the hell are you doing sneaking in at 3 in the morning?!?"
 * 7) He does't reply, you guess he's a bit shocked, you lower your gun, ashamed to have pointed it at your own son.
 * 8) "Get the hell to bed right now" you say in quiet, but angry tone.
 * 9) "Okay, I'll clean this mess first" he mumbles in a strange voice.
 * 10) You go back to bed and after about half an hour you hear him creep upstairs to bed.
 * 4:45 am
 * 1) You wake up to a loud crash from what seems Steven's room, almost like some kind of struggle happened. This time you rush out of bed and make your way through the darkness and up the stairs to Steve's room. The hallway is dark except for the eerie crack of light coming from Steven's room.
 * 2) As you open the door you step in something oddly moist on the floor.
 * 3) "Steven, did you spill something else in here too?!?" You say, this time a little more angrily.
 * 4) "You can say that" he says in a strange tone again followed by a short laugh.
 * 5) You feel as though this has all happened before, something wasn't right in here.
 * 6) "What happened in here, what was that noise?"
 * 7) He doesn't answer, but you notice a small smile begins to play across his face.
 * 8) "What happened in here?" You demand an answer.
 * 9) You repeat the question over and over, the more you ask the wider that disturbing smile grows and then into a wild grin.
 * 10) He quickly turns his head to face and his eye's widen
 * 11) "Now i remember..." He says
 * 12) At those words a chill runs down your spine, you too remember...where this has happened. You turn your head to the door that you opened all the way, you realize what's behind it.
 * 13) "Daddy what's wrong, why are staring at my door?"
 * 14) Steven is 15, he hasn't called you "daddy" in years, and hearing it makes this situation more chilling. His expression changed while you were looking away, he's realized what you've realized...
 * 15) "You haven't said daddy in years." You say sternly.
 * 16) "Well as i said, now I remember." He chuckles at that.
 * 17) "A few minutes ago I died, someone came in here and killed me." His grin even bigger now.
 * 18) "I may not have called you daddy, or dad as a matter of fact in 8 years"
 * 19) "I'm sorry Kevin, it was for the best." you say desperately to the son you had to send away to a mental hospital since he was only 7. Your nightmare now becoming true, Steven was here the whole time, it was Kevin coming home late so to speak...and to replace Steven
 * 20) "And you know what happens next?" He says slowly, pulling a butcher knife from behind his back he must have taken from the kitchen.
 * 21) "Yes..." You reply weakly
 * 22) "I will kill my crazy brother Kevin who returned to kill me, then kill my father who mistook me for Kevin, and no one will think twice about it, after all, we are twins" His plan was too perfect you think has he leaps forward at you, you have no time to think....
 * 23) You wake up in a cold sweat, "What a nightmare that was" you think....You hear the door quietly closing from downstairs...  
 * 1) "Yes..." You reply weakly
 * 2) "I will kill my crazy brother Kevin who returned to kill me, then kill my father who mistook me for Kevin, and no one will think twice about it, after all, we are twins" His plan was too perfect you think has he leaps forward at you, you have no time to think....
 * 3) You wake up in a cold sweat, "What a nightmare that was" you think....You hear the door quietly closing from downstairs...  