Dear Diary, I was a little shaken, and last night I woke up screaming. I was so loud, I woke up my mom and sisters. I dreamt I was in the middle of another fight only this time, it was hundreds of them against me, I tried fighting them off, but I was no match, they tortured me, ripped my clothes stabbed me, cut me, shot me even put out matches and on my body, apparently I was shaken and I screamed so loud that I woke them up, they thought we were being burglarized. I woke up in tears, crying, but my family was sleeping in the same room as me and heard me rattled. I don't like that, what was my past like? Am I that disconnected? I think I should take a break from figuring out my past, I tend to get hurt when I focus on it. I woke up on the floor where we all slept, but I had fallen asleep in the living area while my sisters and their friends bantered, I was on the floor, leaning against the wall with my sisters as I remember being told, I was told that when I nodded off, I started to purr like a cat then I go to the room and start screaming it's just..strange, anyway it's late and my family is turning back in I'm gonna try to get some sleep some more
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the chronicles of Night:the forgotten Diary
Historical FictionA pre-teen Jewish girl from Egypt, possessed by a fennec fox demon finds herself with amnesia after being hit in the back of the head and thrown off the cliffs into the Nile river When she next wakes she finds the time she lost being dormant is and...
