Chapter 1

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I run around a corner, skateboard in hand. I throw the skateboard on the ground and put my foot on the deck. I push off and zip around a corner. I keep riding until I reach my house. I look behind me to make sure no one he isn't there. I turn around and stop riding. I jump off the skateboard and stare straight ahead. No movement whatsoever. He is standing not even three feet away with a knife in his hand. And in his arms is... my sister! He holds the knife upside down and points it at my sister.

"Come with me," He says calmly. "Or your sister gets stabbed, and you will watch her bleed to death. Make a choice."

I stare at him wide eyed and open my mouth to talk but nothing comes out.

"NOW!!!" He yells. Then pauses for about two seconds. "Fine, I'll make a the choice for you." He raises the knife and then lodges it into my sisters stomach. She screams with pain.

I loose it. I run up to the "guy" and my sister and take out my knife. I stab the "guy" in the shoulder and grab my sister.

"Everything is going to be okay. I'll take you to the nearest hos-" But then I feel something stab into my back......

I wake up from the dream drenched in sweat and breathing hard and fast. I quickly get a piercing pain right between my eyebrows. I put my hand on my forehead until the pain goes away.

As soon as it stops I reach under my pillow and pull out my dream/vision diary and the pink feathery pen that goes with it. I write down the dream from beginning to end and then put the diary and pen back under my pillow. I stare at the ceiling for about five minutes thinking the same thing over and over again. Why do I have these dreams and visions all the time and why is there always a bad pain after them?

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 11, 2015 ⏰

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