The Story of David Mayter (2004)
Entry 09: The Nightmare (uncut version)
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“Oh my God… I can’t believe what I have just thought
of… I can’t believe that this… could have been bottle up in my head…”
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David starred at the floor, and
walked slowly as he walked down the school halls, holding his textbooks and not
really thinking. He turned the corner into a classroom, and sat down at his
assigned seat, like he did every school day. He placed his textbooks onto the
surface of his desk, and quickly glanced back at the rest of the kids in the
class.
“Hmmm… no one’s absent,” he
thought.
It was a few minutes until
the teacher came in, and began instructing the class. David, of course, was not
paying much attention – he never did. But now, he was actually thinking of
things that mattered. His status… who knows how many people Sven had told about
his infantilism! Also, he worried about who would ask about his bruised face,
etc. But apparently, he was too into deep thought, because suddenly…
“David!” he heard the teacher
say.
“…yeah?” he asked, looking up
at the teacher.
“What are you doing here?”
the teacher asked. David was instantly confused at the question.
“What?” he asked.
“What are you doing here?”
the teacher asked once again.
“Um… the last time I checked,
this was home room…” he said.
”Yes, it is… for 8th graders. I think you’re in the wrong class” the
teacher said.
“What the… what are you
talking about?” David asked, standing up.
“I think you’re in the wrong
class” the teacher said.
“You aren’t in 8th
grade” the teacher finished.
“I am in 8th
grade, what are you talking about?” David asked, confused.
”Would you like me to assist you to the kindergarten, where you apparently
belong?” the teacher asked.
David took offense… “The hell
do you mean by that?” he asked, standing up.
Suddenly laughter filled the
room, out of nowhere.
“Well, dressed in THAT
attire…” the teacher said.
He turned around, and looked
at the class. Each and every kid in the class were laughing, and laughing hard,
and pointing fingers at David. Something deep down inside instructed David to
look down, and so he did… but what he saw… made his mouth drop to his ankles.
He was wearing absolutely
nothing but a diaper, and each and every person in the class was starring, pointing,
and laughing at him because of it. David, now blushing incredibly, panicked and
quickly sat back down into his seat: his eyes were huge, and his heart was
pumping hard.
”I like your necklace” the teacher said with a smile.
Confused, David looked down
to see what the teacher was talking about. He didn’t wear a necklace, never
did! But he looked down again, and saw that he WAS wearing a necklace this
time… and a blue and red pacifier hung from it. This wasn’t just a pacifier
though… it was William’s… David was now extremely embarrassed, and confused,
and was panicking significantly.
But the laughter from the
kids in the room only got louder, and louder, until it actually hurt David’s
ears. David could not take it anymore, and he jumped up, and ran out of the
classroom at full speed.
He moved in slow motion as he
ran down the hallway… and as he ran down the halls in nothing but a diaper,
with a pacifier hanging from his neck, each class room he ran by drew out more
kids and more teachers….
“Shut up!” he yelled, but no
one listened… they either couldn’t hear him, or they didn’t care.
“SHUT UP!” he yelled again as
he sprinted down the halls.
But suddenly, he felt his
ankle twist, causing him to fall hard onto the ground, doing several rolls onto
the hard tile. He had apparently sprained his ankle, and he screamed in pain
from it. He couldn’t get up, he just had to crawl. He crawled on the ground,
trying to ignore the pain, but he couldn’t… he stopped, as he soaked in the
situation. Everyone was laughing at him; everyone was starring at his diaper,
his pacifier, and now, him crying furiously on the ground
He lay there for several
minutes, letting the tears spread down his face… when he noticed something. The
laugher: it had stopped… David looked around at everyone… and what he saw was
incredible. It was as though someone had hit the pause button, because every
soul in the hallway was stopped dead in their tracks.
David looked to his sides,
and all around him… and it was the same: everyone was on ‘pause’. No one was
moving; all were still… when suddenly David had a strange feeling… one he had
never felt before in his entire life. David looked in front of him and what he
saw THIS time… really took his breath away…
David was too shocked to
speak. He pushed himself slowly off the ground, his ankle seemingly healed, and
faced who was standing before him.
“…Will…” David said in
disbelief.
Will starred at David with an
emotionless expression on his face. He was dressed in the last thing David had
seen him wearing: a diaper and that was it.
“Will!” he yelled.
But that’s when suddenly,
Will did something strange. He reached out to David, and touched his face, not
saying a word. And when he pulled his finger away, it was covered in blood.
David touched his nose, and then starred at his hand. Now his hand was covered
in blood, too.
”I must’ve hit my nose when I fell a few minutes ago” David explained.
William shook his head, and
turned around; facing what was left of the hall. David was confused, and looked
at the remainder of the hall that Will was also facing.
David was really confused now… why was he acting so strange? But suddenly, wind
filled the room, but it felt like a tornado had suddenly hit. Will stayed in
place as papers, books, and everything that were in the lockers were vacuumed
out, and thrown everywhere from the suddenly wind filling the room.
“What are you doing!?” David
yelled as he held on to whatever he could to not get sucked up, as the intense
winds surrounded him and William.
The wind got more and more
intense each second: the locker doors were now flying off their hinges. David
was freezing cold from the wind now, and was struggling to stay on his feet.
But it was getting too intense as everything ripped apart around them, and
David began screaming at the top of his lungs. He closed his eyes as the wind
got so intense, and latched his eyes shut from the fear. He could hear an
intense rumbling, like something big had just happened. He peaked his eyes for
a moment, and saw that the roof had actually been torn off! He could see the
sky now, it was blood red. David shut his eyes again…
“WILL. MAKE IT STOP!!!” he
screamed.
Suddenly David was taken off
of the floor, and was slammed against the wall, then thrown back into the air,
not knowing where he was going.
“WILL!” he screamed, keeping
his eyes shut.
William said nothing as he now levitated off of the floor, like he was
controlling the winds.
David gritted his teeth from
the intense wind, but suddenly… he heard another intense rumbling, this time,
it was loud and powerful. He opened his eyes one more time…
He now was outside, no longer
in the school, but was now actually in the woods. The skies were red, and it
was raining hard. It was as though it was the End of The World. The trees were
dead, and were pointing side-ways from the winds, and there was mud up to
David’s knees. David looks closer at the mud, and really concentrated. It
looked like a mix of blood, and mud… but it smelled like urine. He looked over
at Will, who was now glowing white. His back was still turned towards Dave, but
this time, he was clearer. David looked at Will, who was still wearing nothing
but a diaper, just like David.
David looked at what Will seemed to be starring at… which was the only tree
that seemed to be unaffected by the wind, the rain, and the Hell that
surrounded it. It was dead, like everything else, but something about this tree
gave him heart attack like nothing else could… on it were three nooses made of
rusty barbed wire, hanging from the dead branches. But inside them… were Sven…
and Jason… and Ryan, all struggling for their lives as they were being hung
from the trees by the necks. They were all nude, but their skin was diseased.
It looked like they were all starved, and what they were fed, was poison. Blood
was trickling from their necks, and was gushing from their mouths.
David, however, felt little
mercy as he saw Sven… he was enraged… David walked over to Sven, whose feet
were several feet from touching the mud… and without thinking… he took Sven’s
feet, and pulled on them hard, strangling Sven more. He held his feet for
several minutes, until finally Sven stopped moving. David looked up to see
Sven’s face. The barbed wire noose was halfway through Sven’s neck, and his
eyes were rolled into his head. David felt no emotion that he had just murdered
Sven… he backed up, and looked at all three of the hung. Suddenly he heard a
snap, and all of the nooses suddenly came down, dropping Sven’s dead body,
Jason, and Ryan, into the mud. The two still alive gasped for air while they
could, but it wasn’t too long before they all sunk deeply into the mud, like it
was quick sand.
However, shortly after they
sank, David suddenly felt himself sink under. He screamed in panic, reaching
out to William.
“Will Help!” he yelled.
Will spun around suddenly,
letting himself be seen by David. This time, Will was a lot different now, and
scary, and the very sight of him scared David very much. Will’s face was
half-decayed, half of the flesh on his torso was torn off, his diaper was
soaked with blood, and he had no flesh left on his legs. Suddenly Will
screeched at the top of his lungs, and threw himself at David…
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“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” David
screamed as he jumped up once again.
This time, however… he was
lying face down on the floor, in his room. He was covered in sweat, and tears
were gushing out of his eyes. He swallowed hard, and slowly pushed himself off
the floor, and turned on his desk light. Now the that room was lit, and now
that he was half-aware that it was only a dream… he slid down onto the floor
again… and began to cry harder. That was the worst nightmare he had ever had in
a long, long time. He could still hear the echoes of Will’s scream of shear
terror filling his head.
It was a few minutes until he
got up onto his feet, and looked around with a full awareness. He looked
around, and found a nearby shirt that he had worn the day before. It was
covered dirt, and a little bit of blood from the attack the day before… but
David didn’t care. He took it, and dried off his face, and what he could on his
chest. He was literally covered in sweat. But as he dried off his face, he felt
his nose sting, causing him to wince. He looked at the shirt, and it was
covered in fresh blood. Confused, David took a finger, and touched underneath
his nose. He obviously fell onto the floor hard, after rolling off his bed
(since he went to sleep in the bed), and hit his nose hard, because he nose was
stinging and bleeding.
After cleaning himself off,
he sighed, and looked at the bed… it smelled like urine. David looked down at
his pants, to find that he had wet himself furiously throughout the dream. He
shook his head, and went to look at himself in the mirror… but quickly
discarded that idea when he saw the empty frame on the wall.
“Man… that’s going to be a
hard explanation to Mom” he said jokingly.
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“That was seriously the worst nightmare I have had in
years… and it was incredibly symbolic… I am seriously confused… yet at the same
time, I understand everything. I don’t know… at the moment I’m trying to figure
out what the point of Will was … I don’t understand what he meant. I mean, it
was all so incredibly clear when we were in the woods. I can still see
everything as though I’m there again… and it scares the Hell out of me…”
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