Tuesday, November 15, 2011
The Second Day It's day two today. And time seems to be crawling by so slowly. Hello Mr Sandman, could you pour more sand through your hourglass? Don't do it one grain at a time.Pretty please? Talking about the Sandman, I vaguely remember a short voiceless cartoon about this Sandman when I was a mere kid of five or six. And I really needa get it off my chest. It was like those short clips they put for intermission before the next show got on. I guess the reason the images of that cartoon never left my mind because it was so twisted,and definitely not for an innocent child's mind. A child who believes that all things are good and everyone has happy endings. Anyways,here's how the story goes. I recalled seeing a creepy landscape of the moon before the cartoon started.. A mother sent her young son up to bed,and the kid tip-toed up the dark stairway with only a small candle-light to light his way. He seemed so forlorn and frightened of goodness knows what?(until much later) Once he opened the door to his room,he jumps into bed and pulls the sheet over his head As if the background music wasn't already menacing enough,the room was bathed in an almost surreal moonlight. The poor boy tries to fall asleep but momentarily catches the moon transforming into a horrible figure outside his bedroom window. He starts panicking because he believes that something is going to come and get him. It was then that a creepy silhouette flickered in the shadows of his room and as the boy shivered under the sheets in terror, The door swings open and the boy jumped,but was filled with relief to see it was only his mother,standing in the doorway. He started muttering that something/someone was coming to get him and his mom was seen shaking her head,probably reassuring her child that there is no such thing and that he is imagining everything. She then makes him go back to bed and closes the door behind her. The entity(Sandman) than appeared from the shadows,it looked like some raptor with a human body. It starts dancing/jumping,maliciously around the boy's bed. The boy knows that he is there and shuts his eyes tight,willing the Sandman to go away. When he finally decides to open his eyes,the figure was standing right beside him and the tormented kid freezes in horror. The Sandman than starts dusting the boy's face with sand and his shadow appears to have taken something in its hand,as they spookily drift away,up to the moon(from the prelude) He then appears to reach into his sack and hold out something,which I realized were the poor boy's eyes to feed to miniature chick-like demons(his offspring?) The screen than fades to black and cuts into an epilogue where the boy, whose eye-sockets are empty stumbles hopelessly into a pitch-black room. It then slowly lights up as he enters,revealing all the evil Sandman's previous victims. Countless children with empty eye sockets,staring blankly(literally)at each other. He is trapped there,doomed to sleep for eternity and never wake up. I guess the moral of the story is never to stay up late. But then again,why implant such a horrible twisted story into a kid's mind. I got so spooked after the show,I refused to sleep without my lights on for quite awhile. I would give anything to have him beside me now, Singing that stupid song which always annoyed me. Its strange how insignificant all these itty bitty stuff are when you had them,when you basked in that moment. But once he isn't here with me,I feel so outta place,and I miss even the most nerve-wrecking things he does. The irony. Baby, I miss you. I love you. I want you. I need you. Do you know? Can you come back soon? When you come back, I'll hold you tight and never let you go away anymore. X.o.X.o Glenda 4:38 PM
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