Eye Camera

After-school morning nap on my lovely bed ended with scrunched shoulders and risen temperature. Dad asked me to go to a shady place to get a gun and some sort of camera. The boss was clearly a bad guy, I didn't know wether to buy an AK47 or 13, they wouldn't answer the Next and my wallet was empty. I wanted to leave but I couldn't, I had to make the purchase. So I'd only get the camera. A guy came, started plotting out points and arrows on his sketchpad, and connecting cables. They were going to take my eyes out, to use them for the camera. I didn't want to, but the bad guy was there and my dad had told me to... I couldn't escape. The guy washed his hands in a dirty bucket and spat. I wanted to spit too, I had an eye in my mouth. So the guy puts his dirty fingernails on my face and takes my right eye out with ease. He puts it in the water. I get up but didn't open my eye, because I didn't want to see myself in the mirror. He pressed his hand on my shoulder to settle me for the left one. Then I woke up... still feeling his hand.


One of the worst nightmares I've had in a long time.