•Chapter 1•

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"I WISH YOU WERE NEVER BORN" echoed a crying high pitched voice

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"I WISH YOU WERE NEVER BORN" echoed a crying high pitched voice. A foggy smiling female silhouette pressing a knife against my notch, chocking the life out of me with her other arm.

I felt paralyzed, I couldn't move nor shout. Formulating words was an impossible task.

Is this what death feels like?...

I woke up coughing, sweating, scared and lost on what just happened. I gasp while my hand shot instantly to my old scar placed on my notch that was still visible.

That wasn't the first time I have dreamt this nightmare.

I then realized that my alarm is still
ringing. Taking a deep breath to calm my self I bent over my bed, taking my phone off the charger and turning my alarm off.

I set it back on my side table and grabbed my water bottle and drank to ease down my coughing and hydrate my dry throat. I sat up in bed moving my sticky hair out of my face and tying them up in a high ponytail.

Remembering that today was the first day of university, I move my sheets to the side and I lazily get out of bed dragging my feet on my way to the bathroom.

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