The Hunter

Chapter 1

Waking up in the morning always leads to screaming and beads of sweat rolling down my forehead like there was no tomorrow. I sat up straight running my hand through my damp brown hair I sighed and reflected back on last nights all so wonderful Dream:

*Nightmare*

"Mom what's happening?" I whimpered, my mom and I were huddled in the corner of my closet in my bedroom. I was 4 years old at the time and didn't acknowledge what was happening. "Shh Honey it's gonna be okay, just don't say a word," I obeyed and zipped my mouth shut.

"They might be in here," my eyes widened as I noticed that they were opening my bedroom door, it was two men that walked in they started rummaging through things. Then all of a sudden the closet doors opened two grown men probably in their early 30s like my mother grabbed her and she grabbed on to my hand pulling me behind her.

"Hello Allen we meet again," the blonde one said, "Ricky," my mother sneered, she looked over to the other one that had green eyes "Brandon," she said heavily "now, now, Allen don't have to be so feisty," Brandon said smugly, I shifted uncomfortably behind my mother.

"What do we have here Allen," Ricky said smirking "don't touch her," my mother growled I have never seen her this angry before her golden eyes were flaring and I could tell her blood was boiling. "Wow Allen calm down don't have to be so aggressive, now do we?" Brandon said snatching me out of my mothers hands.