Saturday, April 21, 2012

wake up

wake up, grace. wake up. please wake up. this isn't happening. no, this isn't happening.

i woke up and there he was. there he was when i woke up. he was sitting on the chair at the foot of my bed.

i thought i was still dreaming. i have to be still dreaming. right?

i think he was a nurse. i think i think i remember him. but i cant. i cant look. i cant look at his face. what used to be his face.

im sitting here trying not to vomit again hoping this is a dream. this has to be a dream.

because he had a note pinned to his shirt. big block letters:


HELLO GRACE
HAPPY SANITY!
 - THE JESTER





wake up, grace. wake up.

4 comments:

  1. Don't worry, hun. This isn't a dream, but I'll make sure no one gets you. ;)

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    1. Lady? The Jester's little punk Lady?

      Watch out Grace. I'm pretty sure that's one of Jester's little misfits. I am however sorry to inform you that you are awake. It's all starting over again.

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  2. The note made me laugh. Nice touch Jester. Very nice Touch.

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    1. Agreed.

      I dislike this torment of the innocent, but that was, indeed, a nice touch.

      - Have a Nice Day

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