The Beginning Or The End ?

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CHARACTERS :
KATHERINE( KAT ) - YOU ( AGE-15 )
MANDY- YOUNGER SISTER ( AGE-11 )
AARON- YOUNGER BROTHER ( AGE-8 )
DAD - ( AGE-38 )
MOM-( AGE-35 )

You wake up.

It seemed more quiet than usual, which was surprising due to your loud mouthed siblings who ran around the house all day.
Even the streets were silent , unlike the other night when you couldn't sleep at all , you could thank that to the drunk men shouting across the road and the car tires screeching constantly. Surely it must be early you thought.

You open your eyes...
Am I awake or am I in a nightmare, I can't be.
But...I'm not afraid of the dark or the night.
Sitting up you stretch your arm out for your phone ,
"I can feel everything, what kind of nightmare is this?"

"Mom!" You scream reaching out to grab anything but hoping for someone especially.
Just then you hear a shout from the straight ahead..
Scratching your sweating palm you stand up and attempt to drop your phone in your pyjama pocket.

A loud thud comes from below you,
You frantically drop to the floor searching for the phone , you feel a phone shape and pick it up clutching it tightly this time.

Stepping carefully what you hoped was forward  you put one hand in front of you , using it as a shield to any obstacles in your way.
Feeling a smooth handle you presumed it was your door handle and so you pull it open.
It causes a huge creak and you hold your breath being cautious that you could be anywhere with anyone.
Maybe this is a prank...
Mandy always does pranks on me , mainly if I'm in a bad mood which is often.

Opening the door ,
You smack straight into a large solid piece of furniture that supposedly was blocking the doorway.
You feel yourself drop to the floor and hit your head , causing a loud pounding sound to start rattling in your eardrums,
Your eyes shut and open again.
But looking back in the doorway , there is a now a huge figure walking towards you,
"I guess it wasn't furniture then." You mumble as your eyelids give up.
I really hope I wake up soon , you think to yourself...

A hour goes by, or a day, or a month , or a year . How would you even know ?
Eventually you open your eyes which wouldn't make much difference anyways.
"Hello?!" You shout out.
You feel around , your phone was gone and you felt a large blanket around you.
I'm back... why am I back in bed?

You once again hear booms around you.
"Who is it! Tell me please!"
Silence... which wasn't very helpful since it was what you heard since the last time you were here,
Wherever 'here' is.
I'm dead aren't I...
Just then you feel a cold hand grab your hand.
"It's okay Dear."

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