Dreams

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"I felt the warm, dry wind whip my hair around my faces, soaking up my tears. All I can smell is a raw metallic sent, and the air is filtered red. Then I see it. The mangled bodies of my friends, family, their blood splattered on the walls. And on my hands is sticky red blood."

I scream and sit up. My forehead feels clammy and my eyes prick with tears. What was that? Was it just a nightmare, it felt too real? 

I signed. Of course it was a nightmare. That would never happen in real life.

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So what did you think? I'm going to try and keep it as interesting as possible, and a little different to those other stories. Cya!

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