Chapter 3. Bad Dreams

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Chapter 3. Bad Dreams

"Amby! Amby!" said a little black haired boy running towards me, with the cutest grin on his face.

"play with me Amby! Play!" Said the little boy.

We ran around a backyard, playing 'tiggy'. Giggling and laughing. We ran through into the garden, through some large tree’s and ended up in my old lounge room, then the little boy was gone, then my dads face showed up, angry, he struck one backhand to my face.

"Help!" I screamed

"HELP!" I screamed again, my little voice not Loud enough,

“Scream one more time, and you’ll get it this time” Said my father

“Daddy please, leave me, I didn’t do any-“ A punch to the stomach.

I blacked out, Next thing I see, is myself, lying on a hospital bed, after my 'accident' my mother crying, and having an argument with my father.  But then there is no one there, their arguing with air, then it all went black.

"Watch yourself Amber Blake or you’ll get it!" said a scary voice.

Then my fathers face appeared, possessed, like he was about to kill me.

My eyes flashed open, gasping for air, my body sweating, my body felt hot and numb. These dreams. They scare me. I just don't know. What the hell it's about, what it's trying to tell me. But I feel like these 'dreams' are about, my accident, but that little boy, to familiar, I just don't know who he is.
I checked the time 3:00am Damn. I got out of bed, and pulled on my jumper. I went downstairs and outside for a mid night walk. Yeah yeah, who goes out at 3am for a walk. But where I live it's all safe, its like that Australian Tv show, 'neighbors'.

They may have their differences, but that neighborhood is still safe to walk about in. Just like mine. I walked along the street, and took a right St the end of the street. A couple minutes later, I had ended up at my favorite park since I've been a kid. There's loads of lights around it, twinkle lights, normal street lights, it made the play look beautiful. I walked into the grass and sat on the black seared swing. I held both the side chains and lightly pushed myself, trying to air my mind out.

"What do you know, Amber Blake is stalking me" I jumped out of my seat and looked towards the slide.


Ty Jacobs.


"Tyler! Did you have to do that?!" I yelled, holding my chest, trying to even my breathing.


"Ha! Sorry, didn't think it would scare you that much. And hey I knew you'd end up stalking me like every other girl" he said, can he get any more cocky?


"You wish Jacobs. You wish" he held his hand out, motioning me to walk towards him, and like my legs had a mind of its own, I was right next to him. He took my arm and sat me on the end of the slide.


"what brings you to the park, at 3am?" he asked,


I said nothing. Like he would understand.


"if you tell me, I'll tell you" he said, I didn't reply.


"Amby?" he said and I froze.


No one, and I mean NO-ONE, has ever, called me Amby.


"Why did you just call me Amby?" I asked him,
He hesitated.


"Why? cant I call you a nickname?" he asked


"Why out of all of them, did you call me Amby?" I asked,


"Geez Amber, it's just a nickname? Why do you have to question it for?"
I stood up,


"I uh... I have to go" I started walking, he caught my arm.

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