My Nightmare...Come True

This is a story of a girl whos family is caught in a fire, she has insomnia, but when she does sleep she dreams the future of people around her. One deadly thing though, they always some true(hense the title of my story) She starts having them about her family..........What will happen, will her family be killed off or can she save them from the supernatural creatures.


8. Always my Fault, isin't it

~~ I slammed my fork on the table grabbing the attention of everyone and pushed her into the wall with my hand at the scruff of her collar and my arm across her neck holding her against the wall.

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'AHHHH!!! HELP! SOMEONE HELP!!!' shouted Jannet. She honestly has to make a big deal out of everything. 'PLEASE! CLARY'S TRYING TO HURT ME!' she screamed again. Just then I was snatched off her by her... boyfriend? I didn't know Jason was here. 'Don't you every lay one finger on my Jannet every again, you here me!?' Jason threatened in a low voice so only i could here. 'Ehh, not really, I think my hearings still a little messed up from the house fire not that long ago' I lied, laughing and smirking  so he knew I was lying. This just seemed to aggravate him more so. I could see his little pink forehead vain sticking out on his rather large forehead. I gave him the nickname ''Frankinstine'' (sp?) because of this.  ' Your hearing isin't the only thing messed up ' Jannet smirked, thinking she was protected by her boyfriend.


~~I lunged for her, this time actually going to intentionaly hurt her. Jannet hasn't really got the best balance, which isin't good when she wears heels all the time. We both fell to the floor, with me on top. I pulled back my arm, swinging it back and then forward again, driving it into her tubby face repeatedly. Then Jason hauled me back grabbing onto my waist and throwing my half way across the room.  ''UGH! Get out of my way Jason! She deserves everything that's coming!'' I roar.

''Clary! What in the name of God are you doing now?'' asked my mother, Emerald. ''MOM! She deserves it! She's a snuck up snob who thinks she's better than everyone else!'' I argued. ''No buts, your old enough now to know when to walk away, now up to the spare bedroom and unpack!'' lectured my mother. ''But mom!'' I challenged ''UP!''


~~I marched upstairs with my bags plonking on every stairstep angerly. Why does she get away with everything?, even more own mother sides with her. I came to a plain white door with my name taped to it in messy handwriting. I opened the door to my new temporary room, not to bad if i do say so, the walls are a warm creamy colour, an averaged sized window with a dark oak desk under neath it, there's a double bed with red covers, a matching oak wardroab, shelving unit and dresser. Suppose this will do, i'll just vamp it more to my 'style'.

I unzipped my bags and started filling up the wardroab and dresser. I have nearly everything that was in my room because the fire didnt spread that far. Many of my boxes are already up here. There's ones on my new bed labelled 'books', 'art' and 'random'. I opened up my 'books' box. How I missed the mysterious new world of reading, It takes you to a place where nobody else goes, nothing but peace and quiet but more so, an escape from everything. It's like a brand new life out of the world you already know.

My door squeaked open to reveal my likable cousin, Sive smiling at me turning to close the door. ''Okay, Clary, what has got you so freaked out and over the edge now, what happened in the hospital?'' she questioned.



A/N : Sive is pronounced like Five but with an S instead of a F:)

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