Chapter 2 (☆)

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It rained the rest of the day and into the night. I was the only on still awake. It wasn't that I couldn't sleep it's that I didn't want to. The past few weeks I have been plagued with nightmares.
Almost every night something twists my memories into nightmares that seem to go on forever. The frist one I still remember the most, it was his death. It brought me to tears, Icicle said I was shaking in my sleep. Everything replayed in third person. I could see me, my adopted dad, and him. My adopted dad,unknown to me the real time, dissapered in black smoke. He hadn't killed him. He died saving me, but he was there to protect me. So he died doing his job. But the nightmare replays in my mind. Everything is like the real thing, but I can see stuff from different angles. But the different angles made it worse. I could see how close the knife was to killing me. I begin tearing up just thinking about the nightmare. I stop, preventing myself from crying anymore. It was a horror movie played out in my mind almost every night.
Something glows at the edge of my bed.
I look up at it and soon I sitting wide eyes at a figure infront of me.
I try to pull back away from the figure infront of me but something stops me.
Another figure appers in my prethirial vision.
A knife is thrown, it narrowly missing my head. It struck the figure infront of me.
A cry is heard behind me, I twist around on a dime to see the figure face down on the ground. I burst into tears again. I try to call out his name but it at frist comes out as a soft cry. Then after a few tries his name slips out.
"Demetrius......"

I suddenly wake up, I had drifted off into deep enough sleep for nightmares to form. I feel tear rolling down my cheeks. I see a familiar owl on my chest, a large raven stood next to it.
It looks up at a figure beside my bed, it was Icicle, she began to wipe away the tears on my face.
I, with a shakey hands, reach up and pet the two birds softly with my hands.
Icicle sits down next to me and turns and flops down next to me on my bed.
"You alright Maki?" She asks placing her hand on my shoulder
"I...I am fine....." I say softly trying to hide my fear.
"You sure?"
"I had another nightmare..."

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