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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Entry 10: The Emotional Rollercoaster Ride