I woke up. Sweat poring off my forehead. My heart was pounding. I decided to get up, go for a walk, get a drink, cool down. That was the second nightmare I'd had during my sleep. I decided to get up, in hope that I wouldn't drift off into part 3
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Nightmares
Teen FictionMy father never did like me. He said I was a mistake. It's not my fault I was born. I wasn't the one to get mum pregnant. Dad wanted a boy. Someone who would look up to him. Someone who would share his interests. Someone to keep the family name. W...
