Sample from my book, Walter


Sample from Walter.

Walter heard his mother snoring in the next room. He laid staring at the ceiling, the last bits of his dream floating away. Brian had come to him in all his bloody glory.
“You killed me Walter.” Brian said. Blood and bits of the boys brain dripped down his cheek. “You said the words, you made it happen.”
In the dream Walter sat in Mrs. Lawson’s class. Only two desks were in the room, his, and Brian’s. Except Brian’s desk was turned back around facing Walter’s. The boy’s blood dripped in slow procession onto the top of the desk, making a watery plopping sound as it hit.
“I didn’t mean it! I was just mad Brian. You have been so mean these last couple of years.” Walter said. (Not being able to meet the other boys eyes).
“You killed me with your words Walter.” The Brian thing stood. It wore pajama pants, like his mom put on every night before she went to bed. Walter looked up and saw that the Brian thing had turned into his mother, complete with a big shard of glass going into the front of her skull and out the back. In the dream Walter’s breath caught in his throat as he looked at his mothers pale dead skin.
“You killed us all Walter. You and your friend!”
He woke up with half of his body laying off the bed, and stayed in the position for several minutes. Walter didn’t want to move. The images of Brian, morphed into images of his mother, which morphed into images of Brian’s parents grieving for their dead son. Their energy seemed to occupy the whole room like they were there. Walter couldn’t get Brian’s parents out of his head. When ever he closed his eyes he saw them looking at him with accusing stares, with tears running down their cheeks

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