Chapter One: The Tragedy

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I started panting as I ran through my memories, one wall past another to different locations and scenarios. I was told by a voice to keep fighting no matter what, I don't remember what happened, matter the fact; I can't remember anything. I've been running for an hour or so now and all I can see is darkness. I'm petrified to turn around but the voice is telling me to. I refuse to obey this stranger, I try to yell no but i can't; I don't remember how. Minutes later after nonstop running I hit a wall, it pushes me back with an aggressive force, as I groan in pain I hear the voice yelling "GET UP NOW. GET UP AND RUN. HE WILL GET YOU." As I panicked I started running the other way all these questions were running through my head as I jolted through a dark mist. I crash through it and fall on the ground. I open my eyes to see myself in a room filled with posters and a quite disgusting stench. I observe my room for no more than a minute when I hear a loud banging on my door "Time for school fuck face!" I try to figure out who's voice this is as my door slams open; "YOU HEARD ME. GET THE FUCK UP." I sit in a daze as this person starts yelling more. I rush out of bed as I get pulled out of my room and out the door. I didn't know who this person was yelling at me but frankly I didn't care, they threw a bag at me and told me they hated me.  I went and sat on a bench waiting on something to happen as a vehicle approached me, I was told to get it by someone that by the look on their face knew me. "We can't be late for school again bro, come the hell on." I got in and we sped off down the street. As he was driving he muttered some things that I couldn't quite make out. I looked over as he discreetly was on his phone then he looked up and I heard a yell; "OH SHI--" there was a crash as the car spun out of control off a bridge; before we made contact with the water I fell out of the mist and collapsed on the ground, ending the nightmare.

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