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I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow, but it wasn’t a good night sleep. I had many dreams, and all of them were about Holden dying. The last dream was different though; I was sitting in an all-white room when Connor, my brother, walks in.

                  “Why did you kill our family?” He says in a sad tone.

                  “Connor, I promise I didn’t.” I say walking toward him, but he backs up.

                  “It’s all your fault!” He yells, “You could of saved them, you can save me.” He says more calmly. I start to cry.

                  “What do you me I can save you? You are right there. Safe.” Just then a person with a mask on in all black appears and shoots Luke near the heart. Luke’s face turns white and his eyes grow wide, and he falls to the ground.

“Why?” He says in a weak voice, and closes his eyes.

 “NO!” I yell and run towards him, but I run into a glass wall. I punch the glass and it shatters.

Then I wake up panting and crying. My pillow is soaked all around me.

                  I catch my breath and look around the room, the room is really nice. The walls are white and there is a blue and white rug on the gray carpet, and has a bathroom and a small closet. There’s a queen bed, two nightstands, a dresser, a mini fridge, a chair, and a mirror. All in all it’s a pretty nice hotel room. I walk over to the mini fridge and grab a bottle of water.  I sit on the edge of the bed drink the water till it is gone.  I take a deep breath and go to over to the window. I open the curtains and the sun shines through the room. I look at the clear blue sky; it is really nice day out.

                  Holden is still asleep on the queen bed, so I wake him up and feed him. I think about what will happen next. Will the Tigers go after me? Or will the bomb the city again. No! I shouldn’t think about what will happen next. It’s all going to be fine.

                     I walk over to the nightstand on the left side of the bed, and grab the brochure of the hotel. I find out there is a breakfast buffet from five to ten, so I decide to go eat there. I grab Holden to go downstairs. There are so many things, but I only get a few. I fill my plate with french toast, eggs, yogurt, and an apple, and sit down with Holden on my lap feeding him a banana; While eating my french toast.

                     “Hey trouble maker.” I turn around and see Nate standing behind me.

                     “Hey.” I take a bite of my eggs. Then he hugs me, but just for a few seconds.

                     “Did you have a goodnight sleep?” He asks me. He takes a bite of my toast, and I slap his hand.

                     “That’s mine!” I say a little loud then Nathan shoves the whole piece of toast in his mouth. I giggle as he tries to chew with all that bread in his mouth.

                     “Whaw?“ He says with his mouth full. I laugh, and hand him my glass of water.

                     “Here, swallow, so I can understand you.” He chews some more the takes a drink of my water. We have been friend’s sense forever we really don’t care if we drink out of each other’s drinks.

                     “Sorry I just had a gross pop tart this mornin, so I am hungry.”

                     “So you just came here for food?” I finish my other piece of toast. “Because it’s only for guest.”

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