Chapter 1- Was i dreaming?

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I walked into the room slowly peeping my head round the door. Is he here? Is he still after me? i took a step into the room and the door slams shut behind me. The next minute blood was pouring from my head onto the floor, it was turning red. All of a sudden my eyes started closing and. He was there, reaching for my ankles.

As my eyes gradually opened, i was startled by the sight. I sat up my ear scraped on what felt like concrete. 

'R.I.P James Doubtfire, father, son and lover of all. Out of all the places i could have woken up in why here?' i said in my head.

'WHY ME?!?!' i screamed at the top of my voice not expecting an answer.

'Because you need to disappear for a while'

'But what about my family?!?!'

'Don't worry'  pronounced a voice 'I will take care of them...'

'Don't you dare hurt them!!'

'Me? NO! i would never... unless you disobey me. They will leave this world forever one at a time, but if you obey i won't lay a finger on them. But it's your choice.'

I stood up worrying about my family and what he would do to them if i disobey.

'I WANNA GO HOME!!!!' i yelled at the top of my voice whilst he grabbed my wrists like he was putting me in handcuffs. As i opened my mouth to scream for help he held my lips and said 'no one can hear you out here' that made me feel sick, like i was going to faint. Whilst he dragged me to a van i pinched myself. it didn't hurt? I was dreaming, well at least i think i was.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! My head sprung up from my pillow. I looked around. It was a dream! Turning my alarm off i wiped the sweat from my chin. 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!' My parents and little sister burst into my room with a cake. '16 today' my dad said like i was turning 10. 'my little girls growing up too fast' my mum said through some tears. 'just blow the candles out already' my little sister said. Chucking on my clothes, i grabbed my bag, ran downstairs, grabbed an apple and slammed the door as i walked out my house...

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