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Dream to Reality

Jolting up finding myself sweating and crying, taking a deep breath I realize it was the same dream I've been having since that day. I was chained up to the bed as usual and covered in bandages all around my chest spreading to my stomach. Looking at the clock that had been place on the rotted wall said 5:30 a.m. whispering I sighed to myself, "Almost time" closing my eyes I imagined my first day of freedom, my first day for doing something right and good that someone would pay attention to, but in the middle of thought, a slow creaking door opened from the cellar, quickly I pretended to sleep as my father walked out and sat next to me. As he sat down my body began to ache and fear grew inside of me I wanted to scream but once again my voice no longer existed. My muscles began to tense up and my breathing was speeding up with my heart. He laid his rough hand on my cheek and gilded it to my hair, wanting to scream but at the same time it's the only thing he's done that felt okay. I thought about my mother doing it and my muscles began to relax, as I listened to the ticking clock and remembered my mothers smiling face.