Unusual Dreams

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It's been 3 days since that night, every night I have the same old dream. I'm starting to think It's trying to tell me something.

Maybe it's just my imagination, not that I even have one. It just picked at the back of my mind. Like something that you were about to talk to someone about but you forget what you were going to say.

I jumped as Jenna grabbed me from behind. Had I been zoning out this whole time? Her parents were staring at me confused. I was so focused on figuring out that dream, I forgot we were out at the Diner with her parents.

"Are you okay?" Jenna asked

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little distracted." I trailed off

Looking out the window, I noticed someone in the shadows. It was the girl, from my dreams! Was i hallucinating? There was only one way to find out.

I fibbed and told Jenna I felt sick so I could go home. After I rushed out the door, I headed into the shadows where the girl was, only to find another box. Did she leave it for me?

I opened the box, hoping to find a clue about who the person was. Instead, I saw a Crimson mini dress with black lace. There was also a Choker with a small Amethyst gem in it. Could this be a sign? Should I try to find her? Should I try to figure out where she is? Maybe I should go back to the Cemetery. It may help figuring this all out.

I jumped as someone tapped on my shoulder while i was deep in thought.

"Amethyst? Why are you standing out here? I thought you felt sick?" Jenna sounded a little worried

"Oh, sorry. I noticed this box when i stepped out the door. It has a dress inside."

"It looks like it was MADE for you, Am!" she squealed

"Yeah.." I said with an odd feeling in my stomach

"You don't look well. We really should get you home."

"Yeah, I guess so."

I put the dress back in the box shutting it, picking it up, then made my way towards the car.

On the way back to my house, I stared out the window, wondering who it was that left me that dress.

Why did they leave it for me? Were they stalking me? How did they know where I hang out?

I need to go back to the graveyard and find out what's going on. Maybe there will be some clues there. I feel like a junior detective..

When I got to my house, I ran inside, after and laid on my bed, acting as if I had went to bed already. Once everyone else had fallen asleep, I put on the mini dress and choker, grabbed the key card, slipped on some torn leggings and black spiked combat boots. I made my way out of the house as silent as possible.

Hopefully I could get the answers I'd been looking for. I didn't want to be left puzzled and empty handed again.

I grabbed my bike and started peddling towards the cemetery. It felt weird.. Like someone was following me.

Hopping off my bike, I dashed into the cemetery and hid behind an old overgrown shrub, looking at the gateway.

Out of nowhere I heard a cat, it was Nightmare.

"Shhhhh! Go home! why are you even following me?" Look at me, I'm talking to a cat.

As I was trying to get the cat to go home somebody stepped through the gateway. Someone was following me! I'm not just feeling things. It was a female. The one I saw in my dream!

Was it actually a dream? It couldn't be. She was standing right there!

"HEY YOU!" I yelled

I guess it took her off guard because she jumped at the sound of it.

"Keep it down!" she whispered

"Who are you? Why are you following me? What's with the gifts?" I was so confused and needed answers

"Hold on. One question at a time."

"Okay.. Who are you?"

"My name's Crimson.. Like the color of that dress you're wearing."

"Why are you following me around?"

"We noticed you. So, I was sent to watch you. Of course also invite you to join us."

"When you say 'we' and 'us' you mean... There are more?"

"Yes, a ton of us, actually, more like a society."

"Woah.. Okay, what's with the gifts then?"

"Just gifts. We're not going to take them away if you don't want to join us."

"You guys sound kinda like a cult."

"We're not.. We're just not accepted by the social norms of society. So, we have our own."

"Oh. Well, It's nice to meet you, Crimson." I trailed off

I never noticed how beautiful she was.. Her skin was as pale as snow, her hair, as black as coal, drifted off her shoulders, down her back, her lips, as red as a rose, her dress, crimson red with black lace. She wore a black lace choker with a little bat hanging from it, Black lace gloves. She looked like how I've always wanted to be. I had never seen someone so breathtakingly flawless.

She startled me, shaking her hands in my face.

"Hello..? are you listening?"

"OH. sorry.. I spaced out.."

"You're going to need your passkey."

"Also, you'll have to meet Astaroth."

"Astaroth..?"

"He runs the place."

"Oh.."

"Yeah, He's the one that found you first."

"Is he.. Nice?"

"Oh, yeah, once you get to know him."

"Oh, okay. that's good."

"Well, shall we?"

"What?"

"Do you want to meet him?"

"Oh! Yeah.."

"Well, come on!"

I made my way through the tombstones to her.

I couldn't tell if she liked me.. She seemed a little annoyed. I was worried she wouldn't like me.. I mean, she's the only one I've seen in this entire town similar to myself. My entire town hates me, so It'd definitely be the refreshing change I need.

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