Nightmare

Run, don't look back! Don't let them find you, if they do... Just run, faster, faster. Shh I can hear them, they're close. Go right, just right. You'll make it your almost there...

... Wait turn left here, go they're catching up to you. I can see the clearing, your going to make it...

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Suddenly from out of nowhere she was pushed down by a heavy weight and a voice in her ear says: " Did you really think you could escape from us? Stupid bitch, you will give us what we want!" Suddenly she felt the cold metal of a knife against her shoulder and before she could comprehend what was happening, the blade was shoved into her right shoulder making her scream in pain before passing out.

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Zelna's pov

I woke up screaming, covered in sweat and tears falling from my eyes. I have been having this dream for the past two weeks and with each dream I have, the more real it seems, as if it was like I am re-living a memory of some sort... Why do I feel so scared. Why do I feel so guilty. Why do I feel so much pain and at the same time emptiness! And why do I feel like I am missing something in my life? I always feel like this when i wake up from that dream.

When I told miss Misa about my dream, she told me it was nothing, just a nightmare which I am having because of all the horror movies I am watching and books I read before I go to bed! Yes people I love horror movies and books, so what? Don't think I'm a weirdo for loving it, you have your hobbies and I have mine...

But to get back to miss Misa, if she really believed that my nightmare was due to my hobby than why does she have a bit of fear in her eyes when ever I talk about my nightmare? I wish she would just tell me the truth and not try to avoid it by saying it is a NIGHTMARE FROM MY HOBBY!!!

ANYWAY after I calmed down from waking up from my nightmare, I got up from my bed to go to the bathroom, but as I stood up I felt a slight pain from my right shoulder and as I was examining it with my left hand, I felt that not only did it hurt, but my hand could also feel a form of liquid on it. When I looked at my hand, it was covered in blood... Wait isn't this where I got stabbed in my dream???

Scared and trying to process everything, I collapsed and heard myself scream... MISS MISA!