well...who would've guessd?

I'm running. I'm running as fast as I can, but no matter how fast I go they still keep getting closer. They finally catch up to me, just as I hit a blocked off wall. They dont even looked puffed, actually as a matter of fact they're smilling. They had such evil smiles it made me want to blend into the wall. Just about as they were about to attack I...

Wake up screaming. No one comes to me this time. This is like the 7th time in a row this has happened to me. always the same dream. Never once changing. Though every time the images get clearer. I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing.

I get up from bed yawning, not even bothering to take notice of the sheats that are wet from my sweat (gross i know). I walk down stairs to see my mother and father. My mother is making breakfeast and my father is reading the news paper. What a very sterotype of family. Oh well it was my family and i loved them to bits!

Dad greeted me with the usual grunt and mom smiled from the frying pan. What a typical day I thought. Boy was I in for a shock!