Chapter 4

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I woke up this morning to a weight on me

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I woke up this morning to a weight on me. When I couldn't move it off I began to panic. Thanking the worst possible scenario I look over with blurry eyes just to see him

"No, No, No, NO!" I yell pushing him off of me and falling off the bed in the process. I scoot into the closest corner and cover my body. 

I was sound asleep and peacefully sleeping when I was pushed off the bed with a loud scream

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I was sound asleep and peacefully sleeping when I was pushed off the bed with a loud scream.

"What the hell?" I ask standing up but that is when I notice Alex in the corner holding her body as if she is protecting herself and chanting the same thing over and over again.

"Not again please," She says. But looking closer I notice her eyes and it seems she can't even tell where she is. Running out of the room and down the stairs and into the kitchen where everyone else is already sitting. When they notice me they all stand up looking worried.

"Cory, what is it? What's wrong?" Carter asks. But being so out of breath all I could do was point to the stairs. Malachi seems to understand because he runs up the stairs followed by everyone else. I stay a minute to catch my breath before following them as well. 

All Cory had to do was point at Alex's room and I knew something was wrong

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All Cory had to do was point at Alex's room and I knew something was wrong. But when I got there I didn't expect to see what I saw. Alex was in the corner of her room holding her knees towards her body as if protecting herself. When I begin walking closer to her she screams at me.

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