"Run Camilla. They've found us!" I scream.
"Camilla and I sprint. I push her to go farther. She trips and falls. I grab her arm and urge her to stand. But she is not going fast enough, not for me.
"Hurry!" I yell.
I end up carrying her. We go a split second slower. Camilla scraped her knee on the pavement and is holding it, crying.
"SHUT UP!" I scream.
She stops crying. I turn right and left. Then I find a bush. We both crawl in the bush and hide. We are dead silent. Dead. That is what we while be when Hit . . . No, don't think about him. I hear footsteps. They look for us. I hold my breath as a pair of boots stops at our bush. Camilla looks at me, her fear evident. My heart beats faster as Camilla grabs my hand. I squeeze her hand and close my eyes as I hear a gunshot.
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Camilla
HorrorOlivia diJesus is a girl who has nightmares. She has had them ever since she was born. They have gotten more realistic and scary, up to the point where she wakes up in the middle of the night. This is the story of Olivia.
