It Begins

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Hello beautiful sexy beings. Here is the first chapter of Lost and Then Found.
    Enjoy =^.^=

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       Running. From what? I wish I knew. But all I do know is that whenever I lay down in my bed at night,black shadows envelop me. And that,my darling reader, is when they begin. The nightmares.
       The horrid dreams that never fail to leave me waking up sweaty and gasping for air.
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       I sit up straight in my bed,gasping for air as gasps rock my chest. Tears burn my eyes as I cough violently.  I slowly gain my oxygen back and I cover my face with my hands and cry.

       Why...why was this worse..? I...drowned. I swear I did. It felt so real..
      My sobs finally subside and I just sit there,staring at my hands,which are now in my lap.

      My hands, hands that are shaking and clenched into fists. I hadn't noticed they were shaking until now. I slowly unclench them and look at the clock by my bed.

       4:30 AM

        I sigh and shake my head.

      "No use trying to go back to sleep now. Even if I wanted to," I mutter and swing my legs out from under the pale blue comforter covering my bed.

      My dreams seem to be getting worse. I swear when I had fallen off the cliff I had drowned in the ocean below it. I swear I could feel the water fill my lungs. The icy water. Everything.

      But none of it was real. Waking up safe and sound in my own bed helps prove that.
      But it didn't.  I still feel terrified. I still feel threatened. By what I have no clue. And I hope I never find out.

     I shake my head and walk across my small room to the bathroom connected to my room.

      The house I live is old-fashioned. It's a two-story, god-knows-how-old ranch style house. It even has the wrap around porch and porch swing. The house I surrounded by woods,neighbors practically extinct. Nobody nearby for at least two -three miles.

       My parents and I live peacefully here. Have since I was born 17 years ago. We have privacy here. My parents live it.

       Me, on the other hand? Not so much. Being all alone without any other human beings nearby makes my dreams seem more real. Especially since in the woods behind my house there is a cliff and ocean. Just like in my dream.

        I push the thoughts out of my head and turn the shower on and turn around to go to the medicine cabinet behind the mirror above th e sink. I grab my anxiety medication out of the cabinet off the shelf and shut the mirror door.

        When I close the mirror,however,the pill bottle drops out my hand. I don't notice this as I stare at the mirror, frozen in place.

        But before I can even mutter a sound, everything goes dark.

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   Hey guys! I hope you enjoyed the first chapter! I'm sorry if it isn't too exciting just yet but I promise it will pick up soon. I will be updating perhaps this weekend.
      Leave comments if you have any thoughts!
           ~Jazzy ♡
  

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