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"What? What do you mean who am I... I’m your daughter!"
"I’m not your mother. I don’t even have children," Tina quickly ran up to her room and closed her eyes once she landed on her bed.
This isn’t happening, Tina thought to herself. There has to be a reasonable answer for all of this. She closed her eyes. The words ‘go back’ appeared in front of
dark space of her eyelids. She quickly fluttered her eyes open and bolted up from laying down. She ran out of her room and rushed down
stairs. The woman who was her mother before, looked blankly at her. Once she was outside, she could hear
mushy, misty grass squish underneath her shoes. The air was cooler now and braced her face with every step she took. She wasn’t sure why she was rushing back...she didn’t know what she was going to do when she got there. It felt like a force was behind her, giving her that extra step to continue going. She kept looking at
ground as she ran, she knew she was going have to look up. She could feel
strange calm beginning to take over. The air was colder,
sky was even darker, she could smell
filthy beast. It was an odor so strong, it could paralyze anyone in their tracks. Tina banged into
doors with all her might, after a few tries...she got into
old farmhouse.
Tools were flying, doors were smashing against
walls into tiny pieces. It could make anyone’s ear drums split. She felt a chilly hand grasp around her arm, she jerked away. The monster was standing right in front of her...she looked all around and couldn’t see her brother anywhere.
"Shawn?" Where was he... "Shawn!" He was no where to be seen. She ran from
hideous creature trying to catch her. Out of
corner of her eye, she saw her brother’s hand. "Shawn...run!!!"
"I can’t, I’m stuck!" he screamed back. Tina ran over to him, trying to un tangle his legs from
rope,
knot was in too tight. The beast came behind her and slammed her body against a wall of
farmhouse. She tried to run once she fell, but her legs were in too much pain. The beast came up to her again and this time threw her across
farmhouse. Her back blistered
wall and her vision went black. All she could hear was
faint sounds of her brother crying for her to get up. She opened her eyes and saw her brother looking down at her fuzzy. He looked like he had possessed eyes. She tried to open her eyes more, but it felt like they were stitched shut. Her body felt numb and her mind felt like it was continually spinning around
room.
"Shawn?" she asked quietly but received no response.
She tried to look over and saw herself laying in a bed. "Wake up!" she screamed. But her body laid lifeless in her room. She looked over at her clock and knew within a minute her alarm would go off.
"Wake up, it’s 7:00 AM and you’re listening to Document Jazz," spoke
radio.
"It was a dream?" she asked herself. She ripped off
sheets and bolted down
stairs. There was Shawn eating breakfast while her mother was loading
dishwasher. She quickly walked over to her brother. "Good morning, my dear brother."
"What’s gotten into you?" he asked.
"Oh nothing," It was all just a bad dream that left her body cringing in fear.
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