Nightmare Called Veronica Aldean

Chapter 1

And So The Nightmare Began

"I never want to see you again!" I yelled to my so called friend Taylor.

I stomped out of the park, and continued walking down the pavement to my creaky old house. I opened the front door and walked inside.

"Mother, what's for dinner?" Soon as I asked, I knew I shouldn't have.

"What did you just ask me?! Alayna! you make the food around here! I Don't care what you make, all I care is if you don't mess it up like you did last time!"

I decided to take what she said into an advantage, I grabbed a pot and mac & cheese and boiled it. Soon, it was done and I served it to Mother.

"What is this crap?!"

"Well Mother, I simply made you Mac' n Cheese because you don't care what I make as long as I don't mess it up!"

At this point, I didn't care what she had to say, I went upstairs, turned the light off and went straight to bed. I pulled the covers over my shoulders and rest my head on the pillow. Soon, I started to drift off into a deep sleep.

"Alayna!"

I quickly sat up in bed, and noticed that I was sweating. I decided it was nothing and went back to bed.

"Alayna!"

The voice called my name it was a peaceful voice it wasn't scary, it was a feminine peaceful voice. I started drifting of into a deeper sleep.

"Alayna!" It was still a peaceful feminine voice, yet it was more serious.

I ignored it and went completely into a deep sleep. Soon I saw myself in a dark room. After what seemed forever, dim light shown to the ground. The light in the ground where not the only things there. There was a female figure under the very dim light. Afterwards, I noticed she was wearing a ripped dress that followed all the way to the ground. It wasn't one of those really fancy dresses it was just... a dress. All I could see was the dark the figure and the dim light. I then began to notice that I couldn't move, every time that I tried to resist it felt like fire was burning me in every way. I soon figured it was useless.

"Alayna!"

This call was the very opposite of peaceful now. It was a dark and shadowy voice, yet still feminine. Before I knew it I was standing right in front of the figure. The dark figure lifted up its arm, holding a knife, right before she brung down the knife, I saw her face. She had blond hair that lay in front of one eye. Blood ran down her face and dark circles where surrounding her eyes. Her dress was white with blood running down it.

"Die"

The women said before she brought down the knife, faster and faster, the knife came down, as the knife was just above my head, I found myself in my bed, sweating with a sharp, sharp feeling in my head.