"J-J-Jane.." he mutters with all he's got in him.
" Yes sir. Im right here."
"Help. Help.Help." he says as he beging to fall, I catch him but he's covered in blood. I laid him down and began to go and get the fisrt aid kit from my car and help him survive till I get him to the hospital. But, when I came back he was gone.
"Well thats a new one..." I say as I put my first aid kit back in my car. I couldnt shake the thought of him being there and then not the whole ride home. My thought was interrupted though when I pulled into my driveway. I noticed my sisters car. I hadent seen her since I before I moved here 3 years ago. I was glad she was here.
As I step out of my car my sister made her way to me. She didnt seem very happy at first but, as she made her way to me I figured everything was fine. Not knowing the situation at hand I went into my house thinking nothing. What I didnt know was that right behind that door was a bacheorette party just for me.
"SUUUUURPRIIIISSSE!!!!" everyone says from right inside my door.
The night went on more people came more people left. my house was as busy as a Mc Donalds at Happy Hour. The party though was great. All my favorite foods, decorations, colors, people, and all my new favorite memories. It was fun to have conversations with people I havent seen in at least 3 years. My high school best friend is having her 3rd kid, one was getting married, and one was recently a army widow. This was by far the high point of this month. The night started to die down and so we opened presents. My sister didnt let me in on the theme of my presents.... a lot of pink, sparkles, animal print, and "fun" toys. The handcuffs and leapord print panties will come in handy.
The night eventually ended and everyone left. It was finally me and my house. I quickly cleaned up and went the bed. It was 12:45 when I climbed into bed. But, like every other night I had the same repeating dream; and I had it more than once. This time i woke up breathing hard and smelling sweat. My windows were open and it was cold, I wasnt sweating, so I got out of bed and went outside and found..,
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The Wedding Disaster
Roman d'amourJane's wedding day wasn't like any other. She got to play and intense game of Hide-and-go-seek. " I could feel it. It was dripping down my face. the sweat. I had been running, running away. Away from them. They had been chasing me for a while now. I...
