I wake up.
Shaky and afraid, panicked.
What had i just seen?
I was a little girl in the dream. Bare. Cold. No clothes. The smell off marjiuana in the air, drugs everywhere. Under the carpet, on the tables, on the nightstand. Everywhere you looked. I was locked in what was my room as a child. Then pounding on the doors, doors slamming, yelling. I hide behind my bed and watch the door. My step-father walks into the room angrily. He yells at me to come out, so I did. He comes closer looking at me. He takes me and throws me on my bed and hold me down. I struggle to get up but I can't, it almost seems impossible.
Then my dream ends.
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Mystery / ThrillerShe was 4 years old when it all happened. Now she's 14 and all her memories of then are coming back. Nightmares each night-only to realize that was what had once happened. She's frightened but doesn't want to talk about it to anyone and she doesn't...
