#writing-community

Nobody who wants to be a writer gets by with just writing and never reading anything by anybody else.  It is too easy to devolve into some kind of human mushroom that way, thinking only thoughts a mushroom could think, all fungus-like and having no chlorophyll of their own.  You never learn to decode other people and other people’s thinking if you don’t read other people’s thoughts crystallized…

I think we all here can feel this. I call this Writers block

“GOD FUCKING DAMN IT BRAIN. I AM THINKING AS HARD AS I CAN BUT YOU AREN’T DOING SHIT RIGHT NOW! YOU HAD A IDEA BEFORE BUT WE GOT TO THE FUCKING COMPUTER TO WRITE IT DOWN AND NOW YOU CAN’T REMEBER?!  JESUS FUCKING CHRIST WE DID GREAT LAST TIME BUT YOU CAN’T DO IT TWICE?! WTF!?”

You wake up in a house on the Wooden dirty floor you get up, You see a guy Watching tv, He is hunched over on a blue couch. You see a varsity jacket hung on the couch, he is in a T-Shirt though his arms look pale, and he is also wearing jeans. You can smell something in the air, You cough, then when you look at him again, it doesn’t look like he noticed. You walk up to him slowly and you tap his shoulder, 3 times, tap tap, Tap. The same time you do you feel it behind you on your shoulder, same side. You turn around and see him, Wearing the jacket, The Tv is on his head at the Color bars, The wires are connected to his neck, a bit bloody, and you can smell the dried blood. You turn back and the TV is gone and so is the guy from the couch. You turn back and he is still standing there, Its the guy from the couch. He waves. You wave back Nervously confused and his head changes to a movie. It goes to Obi Wan saying, “Hello there.” Then it changes back to a Color bar. You said “H-Hello.” To him. The TV changes to Sesame street and it says. 

“How are you today?”

“Good?”

He starts Changing the channel at random parts as if to make a sentence for you. Cutting off while the show is speaking to make words. He says “My name is/ Dexter/ but you can call me/ Dex/ Welcome to my home.” You respond with “O-Oh, Okay Why am I in your house?” 

Dex just stares at you, It goes to a Late night show of an audience laughing. You look at him confused and scared. You said, “What's going on?”  It then cuts out suddenly and then He just starts to look at you blankly, not moving. You Stare at him then he looks up and then at you. He starts to make a ringing noise then a pop sound, Then he says, “You should know/ curiosity killed the cat/ But Confusion/ Maimed/ The cat.”

He walks out the door and closes it behind him,. You follow him and it leads to a wooden stairwell, Your confused and scared but this doesn’t help. Dex however is walking down the stairs, upside down. He is on the roof, like if he looked up, you would be on the roof for him. The walls are grafieded. Slurs on the walls while also different languages. You then hear from another room.

You walk down the stairs and are in a hallway, It looks like it's endless. You realize this isn't a house. You walk down the hallway. After 5 minutes you don’t think there is an end. You see the door next to you and you knock on it. It then  You see the door fall to the side somehow, then it falls off the wall to the floor you look at the doorframe what was left to see a brick wall. You push the door and it doesn’t move, As if it is in the floor. You try to lift it when you can’t, But when you stop it sinks into the floor and its now apart of the floor. So instead you open it which leads to a abysse.  You scream, “HELLO!?” Into the abysse, And it echos back. You put your ear near it to hear applauding, you get back up from crouching to hear the abysse and You turn back around and the hallway ends right at your back when you were not looking. You get scared by a wall, you slip backwards into the hole and fall, You then land in some water and you feel like you're drowning.  You throw your arms everywhere, You try to get back to the surface but it's not there anymore, you feel it to pull you backwards, You feel something warm from there and then you feel something, you grab for the closest thing to you and, you feel something, smooth. 

You pull yourself up and you're unable to go back down. You see your up and you find yourself inside of a bathtub, Not one that connects to the wall, You push yourself up and fall again, You only hit your nose and nothing else You don’t go back into that abyss however. You put one knee down first to help yourself. You get out of the bath and you have a hard time keeping your ground. You walk out and once you take a step out, you see that you're upside down, like how Dex was in the stairwell. Walking on the ceiling. You look down and you see that you're dry. You see a bedroom. Two people are lying in the bed, They are Crash Test Dummies, Right. You look at them and you reach for them but you can’t reach, they are just out of reach and you realize it's a waste of your time to keep on trying to touch some Crash Test Dummies. You walk out of the room. Though the door is on the ceiling with you, nothing else is, just like the bedroom. You walk out to see it's dirty but it's fine. An old couch and A dinner table, Plates, you can smell old food on the plates but you see no food, or anything left from food being consumed. Nothing seems out of place, though the TV is smashed in. A flat Screen TV. You walk out and you're on the floor again in the hallway, you turn around and the door is gone, but the Doorknob is still there. You turn around and you grab the handle when you see in the reflection of the Gold looking Doorknob you see Dex. You look to your right and you see him at the end of the Hallway staring at you. He then walks to the right up some stairs, you hear the steps, you walk to the Stairwell and say “Dex, What's going on?”

You get no response. You walk up the stairs, into the darkness and you hear something fall down the stairs, You run back where you came in fear, back into the hallway where there was light, You then see the thing falling to you was a flashlight. You Grab it. You find it has no switch to turn it on and off. The light above you breaks, no other light in the hallway does though. You lift your hands above your head to protect yourself from glass, when you then look up and the light is gone, as if there was never one there. You hear a click, you then see the flashlight turns on, but you did nothing to turn it on. You look up the stairs and you walk up them. While you see A door at the top. You open the door and it's a hallway to another door, a small hallway. You enter it and you close the door behind you, you then grab the handle to the other door and it's locked. You look behind you and you grab that handle and try and open it, and it's locked as well. You start to breath hard, You never had claustrophobia. Though it does feel like it's harder to breathe. You see a place where part of the wall is missing but only the outterer of the wall is gone, but the interior wood is still there. The light above you Starts to Retract, it's held by a chain and not a wire like the others. You see it get pulled up, it goes up like someone is pulling on it. Once it gets to the top, It stops and some of it comes down a bit.

It gets pulled up quickly into the roof breaking it. Though you hear no pieces hit the ground. You thought you had your flashlight in your hands but it's gone. You had your fist closed the entire time, you open them to find your hand bleeding, with glass shards, The shards flow out of your hands with the blood. You hear footsteps, You don’t know where they are coming from but they just sound like they are walking in place. You then get your eyes get used to the dark, When the steps then feel like they are moving, When from the wall that is broken you get a bright light. You look to the right, It hurts your eyes so much. You got used to the dark so quickly, From the light you hear a late night TV Show host start talking but you can’t understand him. Then the light starts to flicker, You get dizzy, You feel like your going to throw up. When you do, You throw up, nothing, you keep gagging to throw up but nothing comes out. Then it stops, The light is still there. Then you hear from the light the friends theme. Its dex, and you hear, “So No one Told you/ That's not/ Uncommon/ Just/ Do what/ you wanted to do/ and just/”

The light starts to change colors and the sounds of TV characters start to change, one after the other, and you hear from Dex, “Forget/Forget/Forget/Forget/Forget/Forget/Forget/Forget/Forget/Forget/Forget/Forget/Forget/Forget/Forget/Forget/Forget/Forget/Forget” As you hear that you find it's hard to walk, Your knees are shaking, You feel the floor beneath your feet start to give away Every Board under the floor falls down into an Abyss under you. You then fall backwards into the abyss and you feel like you fell into a bed. You lift your body up and The Bedroom is empty. The only thing being the mattress, and an itchy wool blanket, It looks abandoned. You get out of bed and try to throw up again, You start to cry and you feel you need to cry but no tears come out of your eyes. They feel dry. When you stop you get up and You Walk out of the bed room to find yourself in another apartment room. You Go out into the living room and you find the kitchen and living room are empty. Everything was taken, like someone was leaving in a hurry. You open the door to find it leads to Apartment stair upward, no other option is given but up. They are creaky. You walk up them to find an iron door. You open it up to find yourself on a rooftop. You walk forward and you see a City, A dirty city, an Empty city. You then hear the door behind you slam open with force and anger, as you turn around you see, Dex. He has his sleeves rolled up and The channel changes to a TV Report. A News Reporting. It shows your face,and the words missing under it, It goes to a news reporter who should be talking, but they aren’t. They are just staring at the screen, It then cuts to another one, they should be talking. They aren’t though. Then it goes static and Dex starts talking. You say, Nothing.  You try to talk but you can’t, Your voice hurts too much like your sick, but you don’t feel sick. You look up and Dex Starts to change the channels again, “They/ Having Nothing to say to you/ You have/ Nothing/ To say/ you have/ Nothing to/ run to/ To run from/ You have nothing/ to Release/ Be it/ Tears/ Vomit/ Or your own/ Voice/ You are Nothing/ You are/ Nobody/ You made/ This world/ To/ escape the/ Real world/ You didn’t/ Like this/ World/ Either/ So you wanted a/ Better Place/ To feel/ Safe/ So that is why you did this/ You were alone/ Because you/ Felt scared/ and/ ashamed.”

You don’t know what he is talking about. You don’t know what to do. You feel scared. You want to move but you can’t You want to do something, But you feel like you left that, Left it behind.

“You are Ungrateful/ For what/ You’ve been given/ You may have forgotten/ No one else/ Has though/ So let me help/ You Remember.” He walks up to you and he grabs your shoulders, You see the City, The Dirty City. There are people though.  There are police officers there. People behind yellow lines watching. Some have their phones out recording. There are Some people shocked and there is a child crying. You see a White outline on the ground. In Front of the building. You hear the channels say, “Let me ask you this/ Do you question/ God?/ Or do you/ Question/ Yourself?” You then hear footsteps behind you running at you, you turn around at the last second and you lift your hands up and you say, “WAIT!” But its too late, Dex elbows you in the chest, You fall backward. When you hear A gasp from dex and you fall. The fall feels slow. All you hear Laughter, Not from dex but from around you. You feel like a clown. You feel like a fool for what you did. For what you’ve done. You feel the hit on the ground. You can’t move, you feel it all. You feel ringing in your ears. It stops, then it goes dark. Then

It's april 13 1990. The lights are off, You're working on a Writing project, It's raining hard, The power went out but you're using the generator that you bought for just such an occasion, You need this done soon or you could get in trouble. When you then hear a voice making a H sound then saying “rat”, You turn around to see nothing behind you. You turn on the light. You then see it was from A toy your grandma made for you. It recorded her last words, It was Matt. You felt sad hearing that because you knew she had Alzheimers. It made you sad because she would always call you Matt. Your name isn’t Matt though. You shed a tear what falls on the toy and you turn it off. Then put it down. You walk to the computer and continue. You press the Letter G, when nothing shows up. You press again, You then press F, No letter. You then press E. You even Press the letter Z. Yet again, Nothing. You hit the side of it when the lights Turn off. Then your computer Turns off with a “Tich” Sound. The Generator was out of gas. You sigh and you didn’t save your work. You grab your flashlight. It was a military Flashlight, You always thought it was weird because it’s head was bent, but you still use it, your dad sent it to you. It was the only gift he has sent you so far you still use it. You love your dad right? It doesn’t turn on, you turn it off and on again when you hit the bottom of it and it turns on. It's old. You sigh and you look out the window, nothing to do all day now, when you hear, “Tick” from a clock. You look behind you and nothing is there, you Hear it behind the door, You bought a pocket watch when you went to the UK. You thought it would make you look cool, You just feel like it was a waste of money. Though you remember you left it in your nightstand. You open your nightstand and you can’t find your pocket watch. Though you remember the Pocket watch’s battery was dead. You took it out when you couldn’t go to sleep From its ticking. Always by your head. You Walk to your door. You put your ear near the door, not where you could feel the door but close to that. You hear the ticking. You open the door to see nothing. The sound didn’t stop, though it did sound like it went to a different place. You can’t put your finger on where though. You yell out asking who is there, yet nothing happens. You walk downstairs to see if any of the doors or windows were touched. Nothing. You walked around to get closer to the sound. It led to the downstairs bathroom. You opened the door again and yet it moved again. Not far it was to the closet what was across from the bathroom. You open it and it moves again. You move when you hear the bathroom door and closet door close when you're far from them. Though no wind was coming from anywhere in the house, and the bathroom downstairs didn’t have a window. You would be scared by it but you're more annoyed by the ticking. You walk upstairs to get it and it's gone again. You then start to laugh and you realize it's messing with you. You talk in a passive aggressive manner to whoever has been doing this, though you sound more like you're going insane, maybe you are. You walk to the front door and the wind hits it open. The wind is really hard. You walk outside and its too windy to even drive. You go back inside. Though when you looked outside you see something. You don’t know what it is, you don’t know if it's facing your house or not. Of course it is. Your confused why you asked yourself that question. The ticking starts to get louder and you turn around and you scream, “SHUT UP!” Yet it doesn’t stop. It keeps going. You Sit down on your couch and cover your eyes stressed out. You start to cry and get a headache, You feel dizzy. It's hard to walk and every time you do you end up falling on the floor. Every Tick, feels distorted. You Scream for it to stop. When, everything stops. Your headache is gone, you're unable to cry, you're not dizzy. Then you hear the ticks stop, Three normal ticks. Then when you get up you smile. All you can now hear is rain. You Think it's sleep deprivation. You have been working day and night, working on this. You did pull 2 all nighters last night, Or maybe you're just going crazy and this is the only way to make yourself feel safe. When you walk to your room you grab the Door knob and it wont move. It wont even budge. You push it and yet still nothing. You go downstairs to the guest bed room and yet nothing, can’t open anything. You walk into the kitchen and then you see it. The door that leads to the basement is open. You can smell gasoline from there. You walk down the stairs. Your foot on every wooden step making a creaking sound. You look around in the basement. You remember the basement having all of your stuff in it. You left a bunch of stuff in there, some being very valuable and some being things you wanted to get rid of but never got the time to do it. You see something shining. You walk to it to find your pocket watch, it was covered in gasoline and some of the gasoline is on the floor. You grab the pocket watch and you see it also has some teeth marks on it. It also feels a lot lighter. You press the top for it to open when, It doesn’t. You move it instead and find the clock was removed entirely. You see a photo inside of it. One you don’t remember taking. It showed You, your dad, and your grandma. It was of when you were a lot younger, though your grandma and dad’s faces had X’s on them. You then hear behind you. You hear “Prehrali ste, teraz musí mať víťaz svoju cenu.” You turn around and see nothing. You then hear creaking coming from the basement steps. Your flashlight then flickers off then pops, The bulb went out. Then you looked up to hopefully see what was at the top of the stairs and…