The dream starts out the same every time...
I'm walking alone home from somewhere... I can never remember where... but I know I wasn't supposed to be there. The wind is against me and blowing with an eerie whistle. I walk slowly, contemplating how to sneak in without my parents knowing, when suddenly, I hear a noise that makes me jump. I look over and see an hooded figure leaning out of a car. I quicken my pace at this sight. I hear the car driving behind me and start to walk even faster. Then, as I am about to break into a sprint, the man calls out from the car "Hey, this is just a dream. You're still asleep" and I wake up.
Every day for the past week I've been having this dream.
I get up and make myself breakfast... Well, I pour cereal in a bowl and pour milk in it if that counts. I walk to school as usual, go to soccer as usual, and then head home. I'm about a block from my house when I see a man leaning over a blanket. He is holding a sign that says " help! need money for opperation!" I walk over to hand him some change.
"well what a pretty little girl we have here" croaks the man
"th-th-thank you" I reach my hand out holding a few quarters and a crumpled up dollar
he grabs my hand and instead of taking the change, grabs my arm. I look at him confused, and he just smiles a toothless grin as he reaches for the blanket and smothers my face in it.
Where am I? the last thing i remember is his tootless grin. and something else... a rag? a blanket? there was a smell to it, a chemical I think. It made me dizzy and i must have passed out.
TO BE CONTINUED
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