A Child's Worst Nightmare part 2

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My Grandpa res was here to pick me up and bring me to his house.  So I got ready.  Grabbing only myself because I had nothing that was not in my house.  So I said bye to my friends, bye to my friend's parents, and headed outside to the car.  I was ready but I was sad as well, sad for the situation I was in.  I waited for my grandpa res to come to the car.  Waited and waited and waited and.  Click, the sound of the car door opening as my grandpa crouched down to sit on the leather seats.  He looked at me putting his hand on my shoulder and said nothing.  He then started the car.  The rev of the engine, shaking the seats, therefore, shaking me.  The drive long or not long, my time perception was bad for I was a kid.  What I do know is that I was now at my grandpa's house, a nice big looking house, big in the eyes of a child at least.  I was sad, very sad, but since I had the mind of a child that sadness disappeared fast as I play with my grandpa res.  After a long time of playing and having fun, the doorbell rings to reveal my grandma.  I grab the things I need and the things that I have and I leave with my grandma to go to her home.  My little brother that was in the crib on the other side of the hallway that was the opposite of the stare well.  I have no idea where he was at these moments, all I know is he is here, and not gone.  I live with my grandma, happy and long.  But now I must tell you the first time I have predicted the future in my own dreams.  I shit you not, this is real.

Chapter 1 of the second part.  The future mixed with fake.

Now the dream was mixed with the imagination of a child, so some of the things are silly and fake but the main idea is what lays in the back.  The dream is me as the spater man, would say the name but do not want copyright.  Here is how you know who I am talking about, a guy who shoots webs.  DO you know who I mean, okay, good?  The spider me is fighting bad guys, in a weird-looking place, a sorta round prison complex.  A sorta circle and then a road existing to a real road.  but the main thing of the dream is this part, watch/listen closely.  I am fighting and a bad guy jumps at me I roll through a window kicking him off me and the bad guy flys inside a complex where there is a small vending machine in the corner.  Rewind. The guy jumps on me and I catch him putting his belly on my feet, I role breaking the window...  Stop, here.  As I role breaking the window a sign pops up.  Now I do not know if I am allowed to say the name of the place so instead I will explain what this place is.  This place is a school but also home, there are three cottages, cottage one is for people with the least amount of anger issues, cottage number two is for the people with the media amount of anger issues and cottage number three is filled with the people of the top anger issues, cottage number three is for the strongest and smartest and for the people who adapt to situations faster then most meaning they are able to find strategies to insanely hard to get out of situations.  example of hard to get out of the situation ( you are trying to run away you have 2 people behind you witch is the way you do not want to go, 3 people in the way you do want to go on one side there is a flimsy fence in the middle you just have to be fast and hope two of those people do not grab you and on the other side there is a strong brick wall, what do you do.  Now I tried running straight through, not enough time, the fence is a hard bargain and a risk, the wall you have to angle yourself to jump off it perfectly or you will be body checked into the wall.  My final outcome of being in this situation was a hard outcome to do and even more hard and surprising that I thought this out so quickly.  I had to run towards the wall and run off the wall kicking off the wall at an angle so that the person will just miss me and so that I can run, keep in mind, I am only six years old in cottage three where people of fourteen or older stay, meanwhile you spot a miny six-year-old that can take down an adult by just jumping onto there backs.  Scary... Right.  Now back to the dream compared to the future, in the real place there is this hallway with a vending machine in the corner.  Dream...  I am fighting bad guys with a small vending machine in the corner of the room.  I predicted a place that I have never seen or heard of and more surprisingly I go to that place.

chapter two of part two.  The last day.

Now I am six years of age and I have been living with my grandma since I was three years of age, my brother two years younger than me, and I have been knowing these past days that I am going to be go living in a place I have never seen or heard of, this day is my last and I will have a special dinner.  We pick the food and me my grandma and my brother later in the day go to hang out at my cousin's house.  We play and it is so much fun I decide I do not want to leave, by the time I come back home I remember my special dinner, sadly for me I missed it and am not going to be celebrating, I am mad and sad at myself for this is the last day in along time that I will be eating with them.  I wake up the next morning and begin to pack, all that is going through my head is that I do not want to go to this place, but I do not have a choice in that matter.  We finally make it to this place, after driving for a decent amount of time.  One of the people come out and show me around cottage three.  All the other kids are at the school that is literally almost right beside the cottages.  I am here alone, and am scared, annoyed, mad, pist off, and nervous.  When my grandma leaves I freak out and get sad and luckily for me the staff is amazing after I calm down we play games on a type of electronic console.  

Chapter three of part two.  Find out next time...  I am sorry that this one is so short compared to the other one.  

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