When I Wake (working title)

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I try to speak but screams are all that come out. She thrust the knife in and out again, I've lost count of how many times it pierces my stomach. Why hasn't the pain stopped? I'm now begging to go into shock, or die, anything is better than this.

    "Please! Why are you doing this?" I scream. I can't see her face, the shadows casted across it concealing her identity.  My knees crash onto the hard pavement and I lean my back against the brick wall behind me. I can't do anything but scream because of the pain. I wish I were dead. It feels as if each time the knife is placed back inside me, Flame are being released into my body.

    She kneels down to become eye level with me and whispers, "You're welcome." before driving the knife back into my torso.

    I can hear someone calling my name, but I can't move. Someone is screaming. It's piercing my ears, and then my eyes open.

    "Jesus Chester what's wrong with you?"

    I place my hands over where I was stabbed and my hands are soaked. I can feel the warm blood seeping through my fingers. Kicking the blanket off of my body, I can no longer hear Tanya. All I focus on is the pain. I feel a sharp pain in my face, and turn to see Tanya.

    "Hey, are you okay? What's wrong?" I look down and scream. There is so much blood.

    "Tanya!" I can't stop looking at the blood. "Tanya help me!"  She turns on the lamp beside our bed.

    "Chester look at me!" She grabs my face and gets me to focus on her. "You're okay." The pain is gone and I look down. The blood has disappeared.

    "I'm sorry. I had a bad dream." Tanya smiles sympathetically.

    "It's fine. You can make it up to me with coffee."  I nod.

    "Yeah, um, I'll let Apollo out too."

    I walk down the stairs and yell, "Apollo, buddy let's go outside." I make my way into the kitchen to start the coffee when I hear my dogs feet padding across the floor.

"Apollo come on I don't have time for hide and seek!" Back in the living room I can see his tail peeking out from the couch.

"Apollo?" I'm afraid to check if it's him because of the last time I thought he was back there. I go to turn away, but then I hear growling. It's light, but it's there. I look back at the couch again.

"Apollo?" I begin to approach it again, and the growling grows louder. Placing both hands on the upper corner I pull the couch forward only to find Apollo's white fur stained red. Jumping back I scream and Tanya comes running down the stairs.

"Oh my god!" I pull her into me turning us away from him. Whats going on?

Author's note:

  So this is a piece I started (and kinda finished) in my senior year of high school. I want it to turn into something much bigger than it is now, but I want to get a reaction to the concept before pouring my blood, sweat, and tears (literally) into this book. I am really hoping to get feedback on this and turn it into something much longer for you guys. Thank you for reading!!