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I WANT TO GO HOME, a short story by actung. Date added: 2009-07-15. Times viewed: 1397.

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Intro: Running down flights of stairs, don't know why or if I am running to or from something ....

Running down flights of stairs, don't know why or if I'm running to or from something, lots of flights of stairs, each flight different to the last, some are metal, some are wooden, some are carpeted, always turning to the left at the end of each flight. Even the lighting seems to differ from one flight of stairs to the next. It now feels like someone or something is coming after me. I keep running down these stairs until I just run into a large open field, a field I recognise and haven't been in for a very long time, a field in the middle of a holiday camp I often went to as a child only now it is very dark and somehow looks very evil with strange fencing around the field as if it is there to keep something out or to maybe keep me in, even a passing train doesn't look right.

How did I get from a flight of stairs to a wide open field? Why am I here and what is going on? 'It's alright' a male voice says, what's alright? I thought and where did this voice come from, I'm alone. I'm running again but from what or where to, I don't know. Dog gone, the dog is gone, what dog? Gone where? Still in that holiday camp, it is still dark and there is no one around. I want to go home, 'you can't go home', a female voice says. Why not? and I am still alone, where are the voices coming from? Well apart from the crabs on the ground I am alone. Crabs?

I am in the arcade playing a video game, a really old video game, how'd I get in here? There is a band over in the corner playing a song. Their song ends and all the band members vanish. The video game is gone too, but the music from the game is still playing. I cannot see the game, maybe I am in the game. I want to run, I am running but I am not tired.

I run by a sweet shop, down the end of that road and then back by the arcades, where as I look inside I am playing a video game and there is a band playing a song over in the corner. I keep running until I get back into the field that I was in when I came off the stairs. Am I running from something still? I don‘t know. Darkness surrounds me. If something is nearby I cannot see it.

Laughter is echoing from all around me. I cannot see anyone but it is very dark. ‘Are you ok?' asks a voice. ‘Ok, I don't know what's happening, why would I be ok?' Where is this voice coming from? It seems to surround me. 'It's alright', what's alright?, I still just want to go home. 'You can't go home', why not? I close my eyes and then open them, I'm lying in a dark room. After a few seconds I realise it is alright and I can't go home because I am already at home, You can't go to somewhere you haven't left. It's dark because it is the middle of the night and the room I'm in is my bed room, I had awaken from a dream.

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