❥ chapter 1: dangerous game

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TW: mention of stalking and sa

TW: mention of stalking and sa

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f l o a t i n g
t h r o u g h
t h e
a i r

the colors around me become so vivid as i enter the rainbow i was nearing

r e d
o r a n g e
y e l l o w
g r e en
b l -

i am suddenly awoken by the sound of my bedroom window breaking and the dark laugh of the man who broke it

i try to scream, but my voice is gone
i
a m
g o i n g
t o
d i e

i sit there terrified and helpless and the man nears me and i try my best to move away, but i can't move.

once he reaches me, he leans down and whispers in my ear
" your mine n-

I'm gasping for air as i'm suddenly aware that all of that was just a dream again

but is it really just a dream if it actually happened

shut up me.
now is not the time dumbass.

I reach up to feel my face and I notice I have been crying.

Wow great job Autumn. You cried cause of a stupid fucking nightmare. grow up

God I need to get out of my head.

I check the time and see that it's currently 6 am. I internally groan, but decide that staying awake is better than going back into my own personal hell.
I go into the bathroom to brush my teeth and when I look in the mirror I almost laugh. I look like shit. Like full blown just exited the anus shit.

Wait wouldn't old shit be worse then new shit...
It doesn't really matter you get the point.

Once i'm done brushing my teeth I go downstairs to eat breakfast in my Monster High pajamas and my fuzzy slippers. Best outfit ever don't even lie. This probably beats last years Grammy's look.

I pour myself a bowl of lucky charms cause they are the best cereal, and I head over to the living room to watch my comfort show...Gilmore Girls.

Don't get me wrong I know Gilmore Girls is pretty problematic and is the epitome of white privilege, but it's a cute show so I think it's okay.

I end up watching two episodes of the show before my dad comes downstairs to talk to me.

"Good morning sweetheart. How did you sleep?" He yawns while lowering himself on a chair across from me.

"I slept okay" I lie

My father looks at me skeptically "No you didn't. You had the dreams again didn't you?"

"Maybe but I swear they weren't as bad this time"

they didn't get to the part where the intruder groped me

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 10, 2023 ⏰

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