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do NOT read the dream
Nightmare is a prolouge
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so, yeah
i'll update some time with chapter one
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"I had that dream again... I've been having it since before I can remember, mom even says I complained about it as a two year old... That's kind of creepy... I still haven't told anyone about it. Maybe bits and pecies, but still no one knows how intence it is. It gives me chills just thinking about it."

Her name is Laurn, and she is the youngest child of the Coret familly. She has two sisters and a mother and father. But something was always off about the way they treated her... She figured it was because she was the youngest.

Larun was always a quiet baby, smileing, laughing, being happy. Until her first birthday. That night she started screaming, whailing, and she wouldn't stop. Her parents couldn't figure it out, nor could doctors. They said she was perfectly healthy. So... They just kind of let it go. Dad saying "she must have seen something. Or a nightmare."... Nitemare. That became one of her more often words used.

Since she was one, she couldn't sleep with another in the room. She couldn't have anyone else in a room when she slept or she would awaken. Her parents tried to find a doctor who could fix it, but there was no luck... It really had no effect on her, she just had to sleep alone.

There was nothing else really odd about her. Every once in awhile she would complain about someone being outside her window. But living in a poor place they knew it could very well be someone. They told her to simply calm down, no one was going to get her. As she grew, she got over that fear. She desided it wasn't logical. Just her being parinoied...

Now, her seventeenth year is coming close, and she is almost ready to move out. This is her last year of highschool, and her last year with her familly. Though, they have already moved to a new... Nicer home. Her sisters have moved out, and a little brother was born. Life didn't change much. Her three best friends, Jessi, Molly and Tali, have been taking her all over, trying to find a place where she is at peace. Just somewhere she would just love for her birthday party to be... But so far, they don't seem to think she loves any of the places... But they have noticed something about the places that she isn't seeing. They all have one thing in common. A man, always drinking a coffee and looking at them as they leave.

Now only a week to her birthday, Larun is more then excited. So much, that she can't get much sleep in. She waked up earily, extreamly excited and then forces herself back to sleep before the sun comes up so her parents don't think her too excited and get her pills. She thinks she gets enough, so ******** them.

the dream
like always, started so sweet. me, alone, with this boy. a boy ith no face. the only thing that sticks out about him is writing on his shoulder.

"nightmare".

he got it scarred on him as a child.... abuse, from his father... we are in a park... not a real park, but a fairy tail park. one so beautyful and lovely. there are nobugs, nor hot sweaty sun. but it's warm. and the grass isn't itchy... but soft.

but back to the boy... he may have no face, no warm smile, no soft eyes, and his hair is just black... but i can tell... i could tell... he was sweeter then any boy in this world. he was just one of those people you are drawn to, one you can't look away from, until they pull you agenct them and just hold you... then he spoke... his voice, which... had no noice, was soothing, and warm. i don't know how to say it, it was just peacefull... so peacefull. i was able to sleep when he was around. because i fell asleep in his arms. his warm, arms... but then i awoke. i'm not sure what i awoke to. but i hurt. my head stung, burned...it was wet. and then i saw... i was...
alone

as i force myself up i see the park is not the park. it is... to bright. and it's hot.... i hear nothing, but i can tell there is noice. i just know it. and i know it, because i see, finally. i see fire. and then i see the boy with no face. he's standing before me, facing the fire. but then i see that's not the case... he's fighting another boy... another with no face. i don't know which is mine. but then my hearing comes back. i hear yells, from the boys. fire crackeling. and the two are just shooting at each other. i don't know how they are missing so much... the fire srounds us, all three in the middle of a fire.

finally i am able to stand, wobble, i grabmy head. and when i pull my hand away it's red... my head is bleeding. but i don't know how. you can't sleep threw getting shot in the head. i didn't think you could live threw that! but i did. or something... the boy with no face, the one further from me points at me, making the other turn around to look. he kicks the second one down. the one that had turned to see me. and he falls. he looks dead. a kick to the head does that... the gun in his hand flys to my feet. and i stand there stairing at the boy who had just killed a man.

it feels like hours pass, i'm crying. my head hurts more. i want to faint. i want to just be gone. but no help comes.... i don't think this is my boy. i think the one on the floor is... i'm afraid... very afraid. and i don't know what to do... but, the boy starts walking to me, slowly... i paniced, and grabbed the gun. he walks past the body, and i back away. pointing the gun at him. he says no, and i hear a voice. he tells me it's alright. and that he just wants to get out of here. and he wants me to come. and i don't know where i get this voice, but i say no. i call him a cold hearted killer. and he yells back, 'i was trying to save you'... i don't believe him...

the voice inside me gets more angery, i shake my head. i see my sweat and blood flinging from me. and i... i hear it. in my mind. "he killed him. he killed the man you loved." and i become more angery. i stop moving, and just glare. "take one more step and i'll shoot you." that's all i say, and he stops. he trys to reason with me, i deny and step forward. he backs away. i point the gun at him much more agressivly. i don't know where i got this agression, but the voice is still in me. i want to kill him.

everything goes black, i shut my eyes and hear a bang. my eyes open, and see him holding his stomach. i shot him. i... i tried to kill him. he falls, dying. and then i see, the other boy. the one supost to be dead, is missing. i look around, as the boy i shot lays there asking for help. begging. holding himself. i cry harder. and i hear it.

"wrong choice."

my eyes shoot open. i stop crying. and i know it. i just know i shot the man i love. and that the one i thought dead was behind me. laughing.

i run to the boy on the floor. staring at him. he's still alive. panting for breath. i know only one way to see if he is my love, so i rip off part of his shirt. and i see it.

"nightmare"

scarred just below his shoulder. again i don't move, it feels like hours, watching him die. but finally he smiles, and is gone. i am still leaning over him, my blood sweat and tears are dripping from my face onto him... but then i remember i'm not alone. i stand, gun still in hand, and look to where i had stood before. he wasn't there, so i turn my head. and there he is, behind me, again. i don't have anything to say. so i just hold back tears. he smiles, and wippes them away. laughing under his breath. but i hear him. and it hurts so badly.

he takes the gun from my hand, and tosses it aside. smirking more. i don't know what to do... but he does. i can't get myself to move. i try, but i can't. i don't know what's going on... everything seems to face. the fire dies, but there is no park. just black. my eyes wander back to 'nightmare' and he's not there. there isn't ground under me. just this other boy. and then... then i feel it. the worst pain i have ever felt in my life.

but thankfully that's all
i wake up
my neck is sore
i look around to find a trace of anything
and nothing is there
i just hurt
a lot