"Grace wake up! Come on"
Sitting up in bed I scream into the darkness of my small room. My mother is sat by my bed stroking my hair
Its the third night I'd woken up in a cold sweat haunted by my dreams of a dead man.
"Mom.... Can I go for a walk i-i need to calm down"
"OK take your phone and come back in 20 mins OK ?"
"OK mum"
I shove on a blue hoody and some trainers and head out into the cold night. The small cold gusts that occasionally hit me are a welcome relief.
I decide to sit on a park bench and stare at the starry sky. I didn't what had been triggering these nightmares. I didn't even know who the dead man who'd been haunting my dreams was. Eventually I head back home and open my front door to find my mother fast asleep on the sofa.
I smiled and covered her in a blanket then head up too bed
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First chapter is not great. Will improve XD
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twisted dreams
Teen Fictiongrace is just starting yr 10 at highschool when her world gets turned round in a series of hellish events. question is can she survive?
