The man with nothing to lose

Nightmares

''Where the hell am i?'' I open my eyes but see nothing. It's dark. I try to stand up but my body won't move. I'm trying to remember what happened but i can't. ''HELP ME! SOMEBODY!" i shout with hope that someone comes but it looks like i'm all alone. I try to move once again but still fail. I realize my shirt is soaked, maybe i'm sweating too much. But why? Am i scared? I try to move again and this time i manage to sit up. ''Ah!'' I yell as i grab my shoulder in pain. Why does my shoulder hurt like this? What the fuck happened? Wait. My shirt isn't soak with sweat, It's blood! My blood! Someone shot me! ''What the hell happened?! I need help?! I might die! I can't die, someone please help me! I use all of my strength to push my body up and walk. ''I don't know where i'm going but i'm sure it's better than just lying there'' i whisper to myself as i limp down the street. I'm seeing a house, the porch light is lit! Someone's there, maybe they can help me. ''Hey! Anyone there?! Please!'' i shout as i make my way to their front door. I can hear the tv, someone is here. ''Open the door! Please! Help me!'' i knock on their door as hard as i could. ''Open the fucking door! Please!''

I'm starting to feel dizzy, i think i'm losing too much blood. ''Fuck! Everything hurts so much!''

''Dad?!'' a familiar voice screams . ''Daddy!'' I freeze. This can't be. That kid. That kid is me. ''What... what's going on?'' I fall back to the ground.