My name is Logan Becerra. Nightmares and Visions.
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Help me. I can't take it anymore. I don't want to be here anymore. I don't want to see you anymore. Am I slowly going crazy? Am I slowly going insane? I'm starting to get tired of life. I hate this. Why is it me of all Becerra's?
I saw Ally for a second there. I screamed her name over and over. She wouldn't hear me. She was staring off into a sharp light that would lead to nothing. I tried to run to run, but we stayed the same distance apart. It was as if I wasn't moving or going anywhere. I wasn't making progress.
I suddenly gave up and turned away. I then heard her scream. Smoke flew over my head. I smelled something burning and turned around. I stared in horror as I watched a fire burning Ally falling to her death. "Ally!" I screamed. I tried to run to help her but it wouldn't work. I stayed the same distance away from her.
Something grabbed me and pulled me back. It's claws sank into my chest. I screamed and tried to pull away, but it's grip was to tight. I felt a cold metal against my neck. A knife. I screamed for help but the words wouldn't come out.
"Give me something in return, and I'll set you free.." it whispered in my ear. I screamed and asked what is that?. My power..
No. I shook my head and felt the claws sank into me. Blood fell to the floor as I screamed for help. It then whispered to me.."Then I guess I'll give you pain in return of nothing."
I screamed and pulled myself awake. Everyone in the park was staring at me and I was shaking and fell to the floor. I was terrified.
Wyatt asked something. I couldn't remember what it was. What was it? I dragged myself over to my wheelchair and reached for my phone. I turned it on and everything went black. I fell to the floor and passed out. Something reached out to me. It was a black dark shadow. It's claws outstretched, it stabbed my head, but not enough to make it bleed. "I'll be waiting for my reward..." it whispered. Then I had awoken in the park. Brendon staring at me, concerned and confused. Wyatt looked at me, curious at what happened. I was shaking from head to toe. Why.. why is it me??
Wondering if I should make a story of Logan himself ;))) lmao
