*DREAM* I'm lying on the floor and I see a door open. I get up and try to run only to find myself chained to a pole. I start to kick and thrash when I feel a pain in my back. It's hot, like burning. I start to smell smoke. I see Victoria standing in the doorway laughing. Why is she laughing? She's my friend, or at least was my friend. I begin to scream her name over and over. But I just burn to death. All I can smell is my burning flesh; all I can hear is her laughter.
I feel lips against my forehead and wake to find josh lying beside me. It was just another stupid nightmare. "Nightmare?" Josh asks rubbing my arm. "Yeah." I say wiping sweat off my head. "You want to talk about it?" Josh asks. "Not now." I say.
I start staring at my fingernails and see paint underneath them. I pick at my nails trying to get the paint off. "Did you paint this?" Josh asks pointing to the canvas. "Yeah, I couldn't sleep." I say. "Is this the cellar?" He asks. "Yeah." I say quietly, all the memories flooding back.
Josh lies back on the bed and rubs my arm to soothe. "Try to sleep, you can sleep for a few more hours." Josh says quietly. "No, I can't sleep. You sleep. I'll paint." I say getting up. "You sure?" He asks. "Yeah sleep." I say. "Wake me if you need to talk or need something!" He says. I nod my head and grab a new canvas and paints.
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Gone *UNDER COMPLETE EDIT*
Genç KurguShe was clubbing with her best friend days after her eighteenth birthday in the Big Apple having the most perfect and fun time, until everything went hazy. She woke up in a cellar with her right hand cuffed to a metal rod. Her clothes were torn and...