I was laying in bed and I was dreaming about Uncle Chris. Some guy, I couldn't even picture him came up in front of me and stabbed Chris right in front of me. After that happened I woke up.
"Holy crap" I said waking up sweating.
I jumped out of bed and ran downstairs and found Chris sleeping on the couch. I felt better seeing him laying there.
He woke up.
"Hey you, did you sleep good?" He asked me.
"Not really I had a terrible nightmare.."
"Come here and tell me honey." He said.
"Well it was about you. My dream starting out as me just sitting in your rocking chair, then it got pitch dark and this guy I don't even know who he was came up and stabbed you and took you away from me. Then I woke up freaking out and sweating bad." I said in tears.
"Oh my goodness that sounded terrible. I'm still here sweetie I will never leave your sight." He said trying to calm me down.
"I was so scarred that it was true...I can't live without you." I started crying again.
"Hey hey it's alright Hannah. I'm here. Are you hungry?" He asked.
"Yeah a little bit."
"Well come one and we will go get breakfast!! We're gonna make today a good day. I hate seeing you sad, because all I feel is guiltiness that I can't help you.." He said.
"Alright let's do this! I love you to the moon and back Uncle Chris."
"I love you too baby girl!"
He walked up and put me in his arms and I felt my heart come back to feeling not broken. It felt whole. His nice warm hugs are the best things ever. Sometimes I don't even want him to let go.
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Chris Young is my uncle
FanfictionI always think about Chris being my uncle. I know he isn't, but I always imagine what my life would be like with him. The story begins on how I find out. Please don't judge this is my first time writing.
