I opened a new tab and clicked absentmindedly while thinking of where next to take my nosleep , it was about cults and shit, it was just starting to get good. I stood up from my desk and walked over to my personal refrigerator, and removed a code red mountain dew, when it hit me, the overwhelming sense of melancholic nonfulfillment, I turned to locate the source, and before me, atop my bed, was a ghost.
The ghost bore resemblance to David Bowie with his mullet, "You're an idiot op, wtf r u doing man?" The ghost Bowie wailed plaintively , "Stfu scrub, ghosts ain't real, who are you?" I retorted. "I'm your personal ghost of failure past, you dun fucked up again, and you know what you did!" Bowie stated matter of fact, "Hogwash, fight me, cowardly spirit!" I bellowed , and dealt him a spinning back kick to the stomach, and bowed to show respect for my felled opponent. He flew through the wall , whilst calling "You'll regret that in the FUTURE!" .
As he said that last bit about the future, an unstoppable wave of aging and disability overtook me, and I was shown images of how feeble I would become, "Ugh, this code red is cursed, I turned to place the cursed drink back into the refrigerator, but when I turned, before me was another ghastly being, not two feet away. I jumped back , brandishing the drink like a sword, the visage was... Robocop! "Le robocop, what are you doing out of the fictional universe?! I asked, incredulous at this newest specter.
"It is my prime directive to inform you that you're fucking up if you continue your current course, I am your ghost of future failure." He informed me in his robotic monotonous droning, "bollocks, robocop, you can't be so vague, how am I to heed your advice?!" I complained, "You know, you know!" He said, "GRRRRRRAAAH!" I let loose a manly bellow, and punted him with a golf swing like motion using the drink as my club, robocop flew up without a sound.
"Finally!" I put the cursed drink back, and turned to my computer , "Well well well, you've certainly put on the pounds." My voice spoke to me, MY voice, from the computer. I ran up to the computer, and in a small window was me, "But, you're the same weight as me!!!" I screamed at myself, "Shut your face and think you faggot, I am the ghost of failure NOW! What are you missing, don't you remember what happened last time you left a story you were writing on Reddit?! " Computer me said, I remembered.... "No...no....no...n.... nonononono!!!" I cried out "Yesyesyesyesyesyesyes...." Computer me spoke back as his window faded into oblivion.
I shakely navigated my mouse up to to tab bar, and clicked on my Reddit nosleep story tag.... And the page automatically refreshed as soon as I opened the tab, destroying my story... 25 paragraphs, no backup.... I turned off the computer, and crawled into the corner.
All that you love, will be carried away.
Submitted September 28, 2016 at 01:21AM by Death8778 http://ift.tt/2dAChpc shittynosleep
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