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.

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4. Real Life

 

 

 

 

I woke up with my heart racing and pounding against my solid rib cage. Short raspy gasps escaped my mouth as I attempted to calm myself. "It was just a dream Clary.... just a dream" I mumbled to myself.

As I finally got my breathing on track and my heart rate slowing down, I heard a thump outside my door, the same door from my nightmare. As soon as my heart rate went down, it rose twice as quickly. I could hear my blood gushing through my veins at this point. I sat there stunned for a few seconds. Why could this possibly happen after my nightmare? I'll tell you why, because i'm so unlucky lately. First my cat  'Socks' got hit by a car and had to be put down because of the pain it was in, then I started falling behind in school, thank god we are on the summer holidays now. To top it off i was nearly burned alive in my house. I can only imagine how that would of felt if i hadn't passed out.

The intense flames slowly devouring and engulfing  your body from the outside to inside. Its desire was to kill you and knowing that it will get what it wants. Knowing that you are hopeless while the smoke entered your mind, which I almost thought I was, messing with your head and have hallucinations . The feeling would drive you demented. Feeling your blood boil and ooz out of your slowly but surely dieing body, while the smell of burning flesh entered your own nostrils and made them flare. Possibly in too much shock to react which in most cases is true, but thankfully some poeple are knocked unconscious but still breathing and sufficating from lack of oxygen as the fire eats it up to survive and live on for more remarkable, undescribable destruction. A huge loss for families accross the nation.

'Thump, Thump', this brang me out of my terrifying and graphic  imagination. Yet here it was again, the thumping noises, what will I do?, when this happened in my dream I went to the door, Should I in real life now?. I crept (sp?) to the door and looked through the stained glass window, I seen the same dark muscular figure i had seen before, but now i could pay more attention to the details because my nightmare was fairly blurry but so real.

He was wearing a black turtle neck. ''What a dork'' I mumbled to myself. Honestly, what murderer wears turtle necks?

Snap out of it Clary, pay attention. He was also wearing black black combats that were about and inch too long. They had frayed from not rolling them up. He had dirty black army boots that were lazily tied, they are so going to come undone and he will most definatly trip. Well serves him right if what happened in my dream comes true, but the one thing I don't  understand  is was why he hasn't covered his face?, it seems that he doesn't even care. 

Pure recklessness, that will surely get him caught in the future!

 

He has short cropped russet brown and beachy waved hair that came just under his chin. He had matching russet stuble all over the lower half of his face. That definatly made him look a bit rougher and more intimidating than before... His eyes are nothing like i've seen before, they were a deep dark red with bright yellow spinning fireballs dispersed in them and deep black holed endless pupils.

I have already experienced an event close to dieing, I can't do it again. I wont. I wacthed yet again how he killed her quickly but must of seemed hours to her but in real life he did something that was missing in my Nightmare, he drained the blood out of the women and loaded them into bottles and bag aJust then, the lady in my nightmare with the bright crismon hair and chocolate brown eyes came prancing through the timmid hallways listening to her music without a care in the world, she was wearing a white blouse with a balck belt and black skinny jeans, she had bright yet deep purple stilletoes (sp?) on and a matching handbag. Poor women, I couldn't help feel anything but pity for her knowing her unfortunate death awaiting in the few seconds....He then caught sight of her, as I knew he would, I can't do anything to help her because if I d, I die and well iv'e already nd quickly shhoved them into his rucksac that he was carrying but leaving the axe. He stared intimidatingly into my bright emerald green eyes, looked down and back up again, just like in my dream POOF! he was gone.

I cautiously open the squeaking door and  lightly ran to the axe where the was a piece of paper stuck to it, I carefully opened it and it read

RETRIEVE ALL MY COLLECTABLES AND YOU SHALL SEE WHOM CAN BE SAVED AND WHOM DEATH UPON CAN BE, WITH EACH COLLECTABLE, A NOTE SHALL BE, HINTING TO THE NEXT AND SO FORTH. BE CAREFUL AS NOT TO BE CAUGHT OR DEATH SHALL BE UPON THEE. MY PRECIOUS LITTLE GROWING STAR, THIS SHALL BE KEPT A SECRET OR LESS AND LESS NOTES THERE WILL BE AND SO WILL BE A TIMEFULL DEATH UPON ALL CLOSE KEYS LINKING TO A HORRIBLE TRAGETY. IT WILL APPEAR ANOTHER AVENTFUL TIME BETWEEN WE AT MIDNIGHT IN EAST ORIGAN IN A FORT NIGHT WHERE SHALL BE ANOTHER KEY, SO KEEP A CLOSE WATCH AS TO WHOM IS TARGETED WILL BE. ~FIREBALL~

I quicky picked up the bloody covered axe with a plastic bag which was beside it. I raced back to my room to put the axe in my bag underneath my bed and worridly fell asleep confused as time ticked by as my eyes drooped ever so slightly until i was gone.....

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