《Diary of an Insomniac》Night 4
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It's 3:44 am and I've had a stressful day. I woke up earlier than normal because I had to rush to the restroom. My stomach wasn't feeling well and it still isn't. I went back to the job site to do a few hours of painting or to smear some kind of protective oil on the wood beams outside. I went out to eat with some of the other workers afterward. We stopped by a Mexican place and I ordered combo número tres. I got fajita and shrimp with rice. I had a nice time until my stomach started acting up again. I somehow managed to arrive to my house without leaving a mess in the car. My head started hurting mostly around my neck. I've been rolling around in bed trying to find a position that places the least amount of stress on my neck. I may be sick but aside from my painful neck there's nothing else wrong with me. What if I'm wrong and should I somehow close my eyes to dream I may never leave it? I'm not completely sure I need a question mark there. Is it a question if I'm sure that will be my outcome?
I've committed no wrong. Yet these monstrous people have taken me from my home. My wife cried for my release and my children were frightened despite not knowing what was happening. Jean don't cry. You're my little man so you'll have to protect your mom. The angry people dragged me to the center. I now see my maker and he's giant. His weapon is sharp and has always struck true. My neck is restrained so that it may not move. They have brought and placed a basket below me. I hope they do not seek to deliver my head and headless corpse to my family. I don't want them to see me like this. Ok yes I did those things to them but they weren't that bad. You could say they deserved it. Yes, my actions had no fault. My stomach twists as I hear it coming. Oh how I wish I could hear their screams once aga-
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I place my knees at my chest and tightly grab them. It hurts so much. I have to take constant breaks while writing this but I feel the muscles and tendons in my neck loosening. They stop crushing the nerves that send me a constant wave of pain. My abdomen has stopped spasming and whatever be inside of it no longer wants to shoot out either end. I've uncurled my body and just lied on my back facing the spinning fan on the ceiling for a few minutes. I feel good enough to write without distractions again. I look at my clock and see that its 3:45 am. That's quite late so I should go to sleep since I have to do a large amount of work for my classes tomorrow. My neck pain has disappeared but now I feel that my neck is too loose as if it is not connected to my body. I think this pain is justified. I close my eyes but then I hear them. I think I won't be able to sleep tonight. Their screams prevent me from doing so.
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