-Drama Monologue-

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Read if you want, it's for the Authors Drama Class where we had to pick someone who's story isn't told or has pieces missing
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Aahh! I shoot up out of bed for the 3rd time this week. I keep having these...strange dreams. It's me and I'm facing my friend Thomas, but I'm holding a wicked weapon with my right hand.

I touched my face and saw black on my fingers. There's probably something dripping down my cheeks. All around me was evil green lighting, and I also felt wet, like I was slimy.

A constant stream of insane laughing kept ringing in my ears and I was saying these horrible things to Thomas. I went over the mirror, but instead of my reflection, it was the twisted and corrupted copy clone. It was identical to what I looked like in the dream.

I then noticed someone was controlling me like a marionette, instead of strings there was octopus tentacles. They looked exactly like Thomas, except he had a mustache.

I shut my eyes and ears in fear, opening them up and seeing my normal self. Nico, remember, it's just a dream. All just a dream.

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