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Dream
By bLAdeKilljoy6S

 

I heard the giggling all the way from downstairs in the kitchen, Johnny had taken Rae out again, and
she was still having the time of her life. Normally I would be happy for my sister, but they'd been
dating for a month or so and listening to them giggle and talk just made me want to vomit,
constantly.

There was a knock on my door. I looked up and saw Zacky standing there he handed me a set of ear
plugs.

"I can tell it's bothering you."

"Aren't you a saint." I muttered taking the pack from him.

"Well, I was an Angel."

"Yeah, WAS." I stated.

He glared.

"That's rude, just really rude..."

"Meh." he said shrugging his shoulders.

I chuckled. He walked in and shut the door to my room and sat down on the edge of my bed.

"So anyways, uhm...." he then began to choke on his words.

"Uhm, never mind." he said getting up and walking out.

I sat on the bed confused. I rolled my eyes and flipped off the light switch, I rolled over and
closed my eyes, falling asleep.

...

It was dark, so dark that you couldn't even hold your hand in front of your face and see it. There
were whispers that were gradually getting louder. As the voices got louder, the temperature got
hotter. It became harder to breath. Then I felt immense pain hit me in the stomach, like someone
stabbed, me I screamed as I felt it drag down through my skin, ripping it, causing the pain to only
get worse.

I screamed even louder and I felt my self being shaken. I jumped up in the bed and saw Zacky
standing there with Rae. Rae kneeled down beside me on my bed and looked at me.

"You okay?"

I nodded my head, she surly knew I was lying.

"Don't lie to me."

I sighed and smiled slightly. Johnny peered in and found Rae.

"I heard screaming and got worried sorry." he said.

Rae nodded.

"You gonna be okay?" she asked.

I nodded my head, she hugged me and walked out and down the hall towards her bedroom.

"What was it about?" he asked.

"I don't know, it was dark and there were whispers and I guess I was stabbed..."

He scooted over onto the bed and pulled me into a hug.

"What was that for?" I asked.

"You looked like you needed a hug." he stated.

I smiled and laid down next to me and held me close, it felt awkward at first, but I kinda got used
to it. I closed my eyes and began to drift off to sleep, but before I fell asleep I heard this:

"For some reason, I think I love you. But I can't tell it to you when you're awake for some
reason."

I smiled before darkness consumed me into the dream world.

 

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