I wanted to shout at him that I was alright, that I would get back to him, but I couldn't force myself to speak.
"It's been good to be your brother. I-" his voice cracked, and before I could shout at him I'm right, I was back in the desert.
"Your already dead." She said with a smirk. "Everybody thinks so. Your just a burden. Do you think your brother wants to pay medical bills?" I couldn't take it any more the dread was filling me up and I was about to burst. "Do you think-"
"Stop! Stop it! I will get back to him and their is nothing you can do to stop me!" And with that she disappeared. Her scowl permanently etched into my brain.
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Un-sweet dreams (contest entry)
Novela JuvenilA 1000 word short story When 14 year old Story finds herself trapped in her worst nightmares she must learn the key to waking up so that she can be reunited with her brother: David. ***entry for a contest***
