Ch.3

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Ch.3

"C'mon Henry!" shouted Ben as he got to the top of the schools stairs, "Hold... on..." I said almost fainting. We just got done racing up a flight of 29 stairs. I couldn't run anymore after the 28th. Ben opened the door to the roof; "WOW" Ben said "This is amazing" He took a step out of the doorway and out onto the roof, the door closing behind him. I frantically run up the stairs "Ben? Ben where are you!" it was the scariest thing of my life. I thought someone had shot him. All I could think of that sound. The sound of terror, that painful-odd sound; something that sounded like a door closing but not quite. I run up the stairs towards the door that lead to the roof. For a second I thought that I was in a dream because once I opened the door; Ben was getting pushed off the side of the roof. Next thing I saw was horrid. I realized the person who was pushing him off, was me. Right after that moment my reality turned into a dream and I woke up. I woke up on the floor next to my bed. In one hand a bottle of blue pills, in the other a bottle of beer. I get up with my body all wet and sticky. All of me was covered in sweat and blood. I must have fallen asleep. I don't remember taking this blue pill though. . I might have taken it with my headache came back and all those flashbacks occurred again. Who knows, I always wake up like this. It isn't the first time I danced in the street naked.  

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