late that night

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Later on that night I wake up to Jack's voice he's talking in his sleep.

I hear him say my name,then marks.

I get out my phone and record what he's saying. It's just a bunch of gibberish. Damn Irish. I record a minute of it and I go back to sleep.

I wake up screaming and molly runs in. It was 10 in the morning. I started to cry.molly says,"what happened jess?"

"I just had a terrible dream, I don't really want to talk about it too much, just that it's awful."

"It's ok jess, if you wanna talk you have like a 100 people to talk to ya know..."

"Thanks molly."

*my dream* I wake up in a room darker than my thoughts. A door opens, revealing the blinding light. A man is walking towards me and I ask," who are you, where am i,please don't hurt me." The man laughs and says," it's okay, I won't hurt you much." He come near me and try to rape me, I wake up.

Molly has the loudest mouth ever and tells everyone what happened this morning. Every one asks me if I'm ok and I say yes I don't want to talk about it. Everyone understands. I'm very scared from that dream. I'm afraid it might actually happen. It's the worst thing that I've ever dreamed. 

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