Life could be a dream

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(y/n's POV)

I'm siting on a random couch. "Where am I?" I ask myself. I began to walk around this random house looking for a way out. This house was too big my brain began to play tricks on me I kept seeing black shadows out of the corner of my eye. I swiftly turned my head to the side where I just seen the black figure... nothing. I walked down a long hallway and there it was. The door I started to walk a bit faster trying to get out of this big creepy house.

I made it to the door and I grabbed the door handle. Right when I was about to twist the door knob I was yanked back. I gasped "HEY WHAT THE FUCK" I yelled angrily because I was scared and pissed that someone just pulled me like that. I turned my head slowly scared of what it was. When my eyes finally made it to the figure. I froze "uh.. who're you?" I asked. he stared at me without saying a word. I rolled my eyes "helloooooo i'm not talking to myself" I say catching an attitude. he smirks a little "im the owner of this house who're you?" he asks smiling even more now. I stared at him "uhm im y/n I dont know how I got here" I say "go sit down" says the random person.

Did I end up sitting down..yes there's no telling what he would do if I didn't listen and I didn't want to take any chances. "i'm Tom" he says with a straight face "oh do you know how I got here?" I question. he try's not to smile but he failed miserably because I could see he was smiling really hard "nope I have noooo idea" he replies sarcastically. "oh well uhm you obviously do. But i'm not gonna push you for an answer because I don't know what you might do" I say with a straight face. Tom walks over to where i'm sitting and sits down next to me. We're face to face right now "god this is so awkward" I think to myself. "sooo??" I say trying to break the silence. "you're here because you made a terrible choice" he says looking blankly at me. I stare at him in confusion "what do you mean bad choice?" I question squinting my eyes. "you heard me. anyways make yourself comfortable he smiles with his eyes squinting. "uhm okay" I say seriously confused.

I explored the house for a bit and walked around until I seen the kitchen. "ooh what can I make in here" I say out loud. I go into the huge kitchen and look through the cabinets and refrigerator and there's so many ingredients to make anything I want. So obviously I choose to make cookies because why not i'm craving something sweet anyways. I began to get the ingredients and measuring cups out and I hear someone walking down the stairs. I see tom out the corner of my eye in the kitchen but I didn't look up at him. "what're you making?" he questions "cookies" I say. He must not like cookies because as soon as I said that his eyes immediately changed from kind to just pure evil.

He grabbed my arm and pulled me up the stairs. I tried to pull away from him as hard as I could and that didn't work at all. he didn't even budge fuck my life. He pulled me all the way until we got to a room. The room was medium size with some posters on the wall wait.. this was my old room no from when I lived with my mom. "WHYRE YOU DOING THIS" I screamed he didn't say a word he just pulled me to the window. "stand right there and don't move" he said glaring at me. He backed away from me and went across the room.

He began to run up to me fast I had no time to move. Before he lifted his leg up and kicked me out of the window smiling. The window cracked and before I fell.

I woke up back on the street where i've been living for 3 years. I got up off of my cardboard mattress and began to set my station up to beg for money. I began to cry. I scratched my head and lint and mites came out of it. "when will it be my turn to be happy?"

AHAHAHAHAH THE WINDOW PART GOT ME😭😭 anywayssss I wrote this in like 1 hour so yeah.. also pray for me I have two science tests today😕😪🙏

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