Stalkers and ballgowns?

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I'm in a room.

All alone.

Nothing but darkness surrounds me.

Rachel: Hello? Is anyone there?

I yell hearing an echo follow afterwards.

Rachel: Hello...?

I see a light coming from across the room so I walk over to it and end up sitting at our dinner table. We're all playing a game. Laughing.

*Knock* *Knock* *knock*

Dad: Don't worry. I'll get it.

My dad stands from the table. And is about to open the door when something clicked in my brain. I don't know what it was. But I had the urge to stop my dad from opening the door.

Rachel: No sto--

Blood.

Nothing but blood.

Mom: AHHHHHH!

My mom screams.

More blood.

All I see is that sickening red substance.

It's all around me.

~~

Rachel: Nooooo!

I shoot up out of bed. Panting while sweat drips from my forehead.

Rachel: I-it was just a dream.....

I look down at my hands.

They're shaking.

Hiro: Rachel! Are you alright? I heard you scream and rushed in here as fast as I could!

Hiro sits on the edge of my bed and looks at me worriedly. I look at Hiro. All the tears that didn't come out last night....are showing up now.

Rachel: T-they're gone Hiro.....! M-my parents....they're.....they're gone.... 

I wrap my arms around Hiro's neck while he rubs my back.

Hiro: I know.....

This is all Hiro says as Continue to cry.

Rachel: Goodbye....

I whisper softly.

"This was my final goodbye. The words I heard from them. Were the words that have been carved into my heart"

~~

After I stop crying and calmed down a bit, me and Hiro decide to go downstairs to get some breakfast.

Kenshi: Hey Rachel.

Kenshi smiles at me and I slightly smile back.

Rachel: Hey. Good morning...

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