Story Five: The Deep Dark Hole
After Mother left the room, I stared, slightly gasping at the closet and four walls around me. At first there was nothing but blackness.
Then as I got drowsy, I suddenly I felt as if I were weak, and floating on my back.
Then the bed began to rock gently back and forth and lift up on end from the foot. I almost enjoyed this strange sensation in my half asleep state.
Dreams come on in strange ways and for a second I felt as if I were being flushed down the toilet like a helpless spider.
I heard a voice yelling, “Help!” as if drowning…
... and then I came out the sewer pipe into a ditch under the bamboo. My grandmother had warned me not to go near that ditch because the fat, dirty Boogey Man would get me…
…or I would fall down a deep dark hole.
And the bed kept rocking back and forth, and turning over and over, very slowly going down that deep dark hole.
As I kept sinking down I noticed crazy little artwork and scribblings on the walls of the hole. There was an old car and other silly things.
Further on there were a lot of ridiculously funny faces staring at me and laughing.
But later on they seemed to enjoy tormenting me.
Soon I was at the bottom of the hole in a dark cave.
Haunting eyes peered at me in the darkness.
There were spiders in webs and one in a jar bursting the top open.
There were also headless lizards and snakes crawling over the bed.
The cave got darker and smaller…
…and I wormed my way up to the top.
… and discovered that I was over at old Lowell School, an unpleasant place of my childhood. In waking life, a group of bully boys gave me a nosebleed. Mommy was talking to the teacher after school to see if I’d been a bad boy, and run out of the classroom. My great grandmother was in the back seat waiting, unaware that the wheel of the car was overhanging a deep crater. I felt temporarily relieved to see her.
I yelled for her to see me, but like in all dreams she didn’t seem to hear me. I tried to reach her, but then suddenly I tripped and fell down that deep dark hole again.
I screamed on the way down.
I saw the strange engravings on the walls of the hole as I fell.
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