the journal of life

Chapter 4

5-11-14

Mothers day

a day that I dont really celebrate. My mother hates me and will always hate me. Although I didn't celebrate it all of my brothers did and I was force to put on a fake smile. After a whole day of constant reminder that my mother is supposedly a great role model fpr me . I had figured out a plan. A plan to stop my nightmares. I went to sleep early. As Always I fail to solve the issue.

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flash back

I wake up from yet another nightmare. im sweety and my blood felt boiling water hot. I dont quite remember the dream well. Looking out of my Window The sun rosed hight and mighty in the sky. Rubbing my eyes with my hands I turn to my blue alarm clock.

Had it worked? I asked my self

My hopes dropped when I read the dreadful number.

6: 41

It had been only a minute sense i had woken. At first I didn't realize what I was looking at when I read 6:41, but then the time 3:40. I dont know if im going crazy or Im just plain stupid but why 6:41 why not 7:41!!!! why dose it always have something that is related to 3. I didn't sleep that night, I couldn't not if every second I fear that my nightmare aren't just nightmares but what a person once said to me.

"messages from the devil."

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Legands and myths speak of both children and adults who can communicate through dreams. Although they might not know it. The 2 main numbers that are most feared around the world are the numbers 6,13, 3. The number 6 is said to be the devils number. 13 is based on the concept of Friday the 13 , and other urban legends that state that the number 13 is bad luck or misfortune. The number 3 is also known as the deivls number becouse if u were to divide 6 buy 2 u get the sum of 3 speculating the belive of the number 3 as the devils number.

I look in to wat my friend of high religion had said to me once. The truth is that I got scared after the first paragraph. This cant be happening to me. im the low life in my family, the one with bad habits and the trouble maker. I scroll down to find a #.

703-453-9147

"need help"

The words were big and bolted at the far end of the web site. I steady my pase as I rethink everything. I fought the urge to call them. I dont know if its a scam or if this info wads actually valid. I bit down on the side of my cheek.

"dont .... don't" I pray my eyes away from my cell phone on my bed. Slowly I stand and walk out of my room leaving the urge along with the cell phone.