Nightmares

He's had this dream before. He knows he can't escape, but he has to run anyway. As the walls rise up and enclose, the Voice begins...
"Run, coward. Run!"
Without another thought he's away. Endless corridors greet him as his breath catches in his throat, strangling and panicking. A left, a right, an aimless race all in hopes of fleeing the endless Voice. Rough walls tear his sleeves, leaving a gift of blood and dirt. It's too much. Too long. He begins to tire.
"Oh no, not that way! You'll never get out that way..."
With a scream he falters on again. He can't understand where it's coming from, the sound endlessly bouncing through the passages. As his lungs burn, he tries to think, tries to understand. He's forgotten it's a dream now. All he knows is danger and pain, as real as as the walls around him.
"Oh silly boy, you know what's going to happen. You can't stop it..."
With a final turn, the game is over. With a dead end before him, a new wave of terror rolls through his mind, hammering into his senses and driving away all thought.
The game is over.


So, before you jump to conclusions, no, I'm not depressed. I'm actually in a really good mood right now. I wrote this as an exercise for myself. I wanted to see if I could convey emotion through my writing, so I picked a fairly universal nightmare of being chased and never being able to get away. I'd like to hear what you think.

Anyway, not much to report today. Still feeling excited about youth group and the opportunities that lie there in. This week is going to be busy, but I think all in all it won't be too stressful. God has really blessed my life over the past few weeks, and I'm looking forward to what he'll show me next.

See you tomorrow!