,,𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔖𝔲𝔫𝔫𝔶𝔳𝔞𝔩𝔢 𝔄𝔰𝔰𝔥𝔬𝔩𝔢,,{fear street 1994}

lies.

  My feet ached and my throat burned from every gasp of air as I ran away from the figure chasing me.The soft glow of the lamps hanging in the street,and the faint smell of hay wafted through the small town.The logged houses were blurred as I ran almost appearing as if they were glitching.

"The truth,Will come out,it always does."The female voice said.The words merged together and I grabbed my head in pain,I turned in her direction and opened my eyes.I was shocked to see a different area.The girl was hanging from the tree and only a few people lingered behind.Voices emerged from the silence.

"Hi I'm Tommy."

"Did Cindy Berman just swear?"

"I saw your name written down..."

"Tommy what're you doing?!"

The sentences said in a merged voice and I clenched my head again.

"Please!Stop!"Everything fell silent,I gently removed my hands and opened my eyes.

"The truth will come out,maybe not now maybe not in a few years but it will."I turned and was met with...Sam?! Right in front of me,with foggy lifeless eyes.
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I shot up in bed drenched in cold sweat,and I rubbed my face for a second before I glanced over at the clock on my dresser.

'5:43p.m'

"The fuck kinda dream was that..."I mumbled out groggily and rubbed my eyes.

My stomach growled and I sat up,I caught a glimpse of myself in my mirror and I sighed.My blonde roots grew in more from the other night.I stared at myself for a second,I think?It felt like it was such a long time just infinite space behind my eyes.I shook myself from the daze and blinked.

'Odd.'

I slipped my shirt off and grabbed the almost empty bottle of hair dye stripper under my sink,and stared at it for a moment thinking about last night.I ran a hand gently across my under eye and then my bruised mouth and I winced.My eyes wandered to the scissors on my desk.
'No..."
'No.Dad will kill me..' I thought before walking out of the bathroom.

I froze then laughed turned back around grabbing the scissors on my back in.

'What am I saying?..fuck him.'
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The haircut wasn't bad. All things considered. I smiled at myself then I noticed a few flies circle in the bathroom.I slowly sniffed my arm and coughed.

"Ohhhhkay."
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I ran the blow dryer through my hair one last time and glanced at the final product in the mirror. My strawberry blonde hair rested just above my shoulders carelessly.

'Not bad...not great either. I do like the color...it hasn't been natural in so long.'

The doorbell rang and my head snapped in the direction of my door.I glanced at myself one last time and the doorbell rang again.