Wide Awake

                                    I was wide awake. For some unknown reason. Maybe I was just nervous.. A new school.. New faces...Or maybe it was the fact I still had those haunting nightmares even when I moved halfway across the country.

                  My father- though not really good at the whole single parent thing- he tried. He really tries and that's what counted most. Although I'm not exactly sure he would move us from Arizona to Maine, the nightmares made no move to go away. We tried everything. New Beds. Counseling. Meditation. Special medication. Even medical sleep- in a special clinic with drug induced sleep.

                                        None of them stopped my horrid dreams- and I thought maybe nothing could. Which could be very true. Good thing I had already adapted. I mean- it had been seven years. Since my mother disappeared. The whole no sleep thing- was okay at times. In a way, I could be very productive when I was not sleeping.

                      Then, there was that.. Horrible sense of fear, I got whenever I tried to sleep. When I actually slept it was horrible. Also the fact that if I tried to make any friends- and they invited me over- I went panic mode. Most of them would find out, because I would nod off, or I would.. Just not sleep. One girl named Marcie and her ring of friends knew..

                     I remember the first school I went to in Arizona. I just wanted to be friends with someone, anyone. I knew it was inevitable and impossible. But when Marcie invited me, with her big white teeth, and her rich clothes and her group of happy, smiling friends. I wanted what she had.  A confident. A good friend who understood. Marcie and her girls looks nice enough. So I gave them a chance. Never had I been more wrong.

                                   I somehow ended up sleeping in Marcie's huge canopy bed. Which was my second mistake. Obviously the first one was trusting that blond physco. Anyways; I fell asleep all peaceful and stuff. I actually fell asleep before Marcie and her friends. They were planning on pranking me, when it happened. When the school's loser turned into a raging maniac in her sleep. I screamed so loud that I woke up Marcie's parents, and all the girls decided to go home- they were scared to death. Marcie's own father drove me home, they all gave me incredulous, pitying looks, that sent me into a fit of mad rage. 

                                Marcie- even told the whole school- with the girls laughing beside her. I ended up in the girl's bathroom, crying. That very day I moved to a new school How could I have easily let my guard down like that? How could I have been so stupid? And ever since then I never had any friends. I kept quiet. I stayed reserved, and instead I turned to a wonderful hobby. Photography. So that's what I did with most of my time when I wasn't sleeping.

                                      I zoomed the lens in on the perfectly full moon. I had a perfect view from my window, and grinned as the moon seemed to be smiling down on me. I was graced with lots of subjects for my photography this evening; the moon, the moon glittering on the fresh dew in a tall oak tree just under my window. 

                                           The moon rose above the oak tree, and creeped through my window, rays of light hitting the tips of the red leaves. I snapped a couple more shots before taking the expensive camera off the tripod, and gingerly set in the hard case which held my other utensils for picture taking. I folded the tripod, and set it in the corner of my room beside my small desk chair.

                         I was satisfied. Maybe even happy. And.. A little tired... Sitting on my bed, I gave a solid sigh.      

                     I couldn't control my sleep, I mean. It was inevitable- whenever I could close my eyes and sleep, I would. Sometimes I never got any sleep for... Weeks. It wasn't just because I was scared. It was also because I couldn't. I couldn't sleep sometimes. My body would just.. Stay awake due to all the times I had stayed awake for my own safety. Or what I thought was my safety. 

            Now, I could feel my body become numb, and succumb to the darkness. Great. Just what I needed- to be scared out of my wits before a new school. 

           I closed my eyes, and snuggled under my purple comforter's heat. Soon I would be asleep- peaceful? No. Dangerous to everyone? Yes..

                                My head began spinning, my eyes squeezed shut. Oh god. I hate this part. I was sucked into oblivion, feeling my body pass through a thin layer of what I liked to think was skin. I felt every molecule pass through, every centimeter of my body tingling. My nightmares always began with this. 

                                   Soon, I would lose my thoughts. My bearings. My... Conscious... I was soon sucked into an out-of-body experience. My soul was sucked from my body. I felt cold. Alone. Scared. I was cold too. So cold.... Wincing, I cupped my breath, scanning the room. I was in huge freezer it seemed like, metal doors and bars jarring my view. It was like I was watching a horror movie- and I watched the main character look around the room all precociously. Except... I was in that body. I was the main character. But I had no control over my body's movements.

                       I saw sight through my head, and ever heard my thoughts, echoing around and confirming that I truly was afraid. But something else was in the back of my mind... It was as if.. I knew I would be safe.. I knew I had something to protect me.. Something.. My body shivered, and I blew out a puff of pure frost.

        I was stricken. Pure frost. What the-

                                     "Tssssssssssss..." Something hissed through the shadows. Loud footsteps clanged around in the full metal room. It was like I was in a ship or something.. Like a boiler room.

                            "Tssssss.. Youuu better rrrrunn." A voice hissed. Footsteps clanged, and then I heard someone shouting in a different language. I pressed myself against the metal wall I had dropped through, feeling it with my frozen hands. My body was frantic, and breathing hard. I silently prayed she would calm down, take a few breaths and devise a great plan.

        "Tssss. rrruun, little girrrl." "Where!" My body half-shouted/whispered. That wasn't my voice... It was accented... That was... not me... 

        Clang. Clang. Silence. The girl leaned back, pressing herself against the metal wall, hoping no one would see her.

          In seconds, I heard another steady clang.

     Then I was free falling. Shooting out of the sky. Falling from... Somewhere... I just kept falling. 

                          "I'll kill you like I killed your mother." Someone hissed in my ear, as I flew into the black abyss.

"Anna, hang on! Hang on, Anna! I love you!" An irish accent screeched. I wasn't Anna... I wasn't..

                                  "Leza! Come back... Please!" Another man sobbed.

 "I love you. Just know, I love you." A woman whispered, heartbroken.

            "You're going down, little girl. You're going to wish you were never born." Evil laughter cackled.

                     "Tssss..." The voice hissed.

       It was sensory overload. My world was spinning. What are they trying to tell me? I'm not Anna! What is going on....

               Then I saw her face.

        "Mom?" I choked. Everything was in reverse... The world was becoming to bright..

                              I snapped awake immediately to Dad's strong grip on my shoulders...

                        "Lecie.." He didn't have to say anything. He wrapped his arms around me and let me cry into his chest..

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My first story, you guys! :D anyways to the -------> is a song. It has nothing to do with this chapter, besides the fact I was listening to it when I wrote it. Lol. SO Houdini is great. It's funny and lol. the video= hilarious. Enjoy :D