'I'm running for my life thinking I'm going to die. What's going to happen to me if I die tonight? What will my mom and dad say? What about, what about MAX! I see my little brother running for his life. There's nothing I can do to help him, unless I beg them not to kill him. "You can take me" I say screaming at them but they don't seem to hear me. There they take him! My baby brother his gone! I start to cry and scream, it feels as if someone is ripping my heart out of my chest.'
I open my eyes and the sweat is running down my forehead. I hate these moments when I have these types of dreams. I never know who 'they' are. Yeah the ones that are always chasing me. I get up and grab one of my t-shirts that are lying on the floor to wipe the sweat away. I look onto my phone 01:30. I then leave my room to see if my brother is in his room. I open his bedroom door. He looks so peaceful sleeping in his bed.
I walk downstairs to the kitchen. I find that my dad is passed out on the couch. Nothing unusual. I walk to the cupboard and take out a glass. I then make my way to the fridge and take out the milk. I pour myself a glass of milk. The coldness of the milk is so refreshing against my throat. I always drink a glass of milk to make me relax, when I have these dreams. Well it works every time.
I then make my way back to my room. I hop onto my bed and pull the blanket up to my chin covering my whole body. I lay in bed for a few moments just looking up at the ceiling. What do these dreams mean? I think about these dreams and plenty of other things, as I start to doze off.
"Wake up!" someone starts shaking me. "Isabella Woods wake up right now!"
"I'm up, I'm up" I say lifting myself up in my bed.
"Get up or you're going to be late for school!" my mother says as she storms out of my room.
I get up to go and take a shower. I guess my dad is gone to work already. He does some investigating thing that I don't know of. I hardly ask questions about his work because he never gives me the full information that I'm looking for. But whatever. I take a slow walk to the bathroom as I am extremely tired, I then hop into shower and start washing myself and my hair. Once I'm done I brush my teeth and head to my bedroom.
I blow dry my hair and then straighten it. Now the hard part starts. What to where. My school is a private school so we wear our own clothes. I grab a pair of matching undies, dark blue skinny jeans, black tang top, dark bluish greyish cardigan and my black and white vans. And I start to get dressed.
I head downstairs where my mother is. I grab a slice of toast, my bag and car keys and head out.
"Bye mom" I scream as I leave the house.
"Bye sweetheart" my mom shouts back.
I walk to the garage as I open it. There it stands, my brand new baby. I hop into my black Ford Mustang 28 and head off to school:
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I arrive at school and pull into the parking lot. There are not as many students as I thought, or maybe they come to school as soon as the bell rings because you get that type of people, they always arrive just on time and that's when the corridors are so full. I get out of the car. I grab my bag and make sure that the car is locked. I make my way to the entrance of the school I look up and see the board 'Blackwoods High School'. Yeah this is the right place.
