No Way Out (standard:drama, 1350 words)
Author: Ronny	Added: Sep 10 2001	Views/Reads: 3258/2230	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
This story deals with a woman, who is trying to conquer her childhood fears.

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soft neck and wrap my arms tightly around her, trembling 
uncontrollably.  As I wake up in a rush the terror of the dream is 
still there and the need to call my mom in the middle of the night is 
so strong, I can taste it. When will this night end? Another glance at 
the clock tells me it is still the middle of the night and that only 
thirty minutes has passed since the last time I looked at the clock. 
Why is it than when things are going terrible, time moves at a snails 
pace? It’s a though you are moving in slow motion or time is somehow 
standing still. I can't wait for this night to end. First thing in the 
morning I’m calling that doctor my boss recommended and I am moving on 
with my life. No more nightmares, no more screams unvoiced in the 
darkness. I have to make this promise to myself before I end up like my 
mom. Locked up in some sanitarium waiting for imaginary people to come 
to tea. Like Alice in wonderland, having tea with the mad hatter, 
except this time Alice is the mad hatter. I shudder with a chill that 
is more than just the air-conditioning. 

Thinking of a fate, to me, that is worse than death. It is one thing to
be locked in a closet not of your making in which you know eventually 
someone will let you out. But, to be locked inside a prison of the mind 
where fictional reality and reality itself are locked in a never-ending 
battle. Another shudder ripples across my flesh. When wills this night 
end?  I walk over to the window and rest my heated forehead against the 
glass, longing for something I can’t feel or taste, but want 
nonetheless. 

Tomorrow is definitely going to be different. If for no other reason
than because I believe it to be. I will survive, just like that lady in 
that old song. “Go on now go walk out the door, don’t turn around now 
cause your not welcome here anymore.” I know how she feels, I wish 
could tell the demons of nightmare to walk out the door, to be banished 
like some errant husband who thought to tear you down until you 
crumbled. Maybe not today but definitely tomorrow. I take a side-glance 
at the clock and smile, tomorrow will be here soon and the hope that 
comes from making a decision and standing by it makes the dark seem not 
so dark anymore.


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