Just a Dream or Something Real?

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I woke up screaming in my bed looking at myself in the mirror. I was covered in blood and i had scratched marks and welts on my arms and wrists. I try to scream but all i coulr get out of my mouth was more think putrid blood. I woke up and saw myself in the mirror and i was completely normal. I felt my heart pump out of my body reaching out from my skin. I gasped trying to catch my breath. I was breathless. I looked down getting out of my bed. I walked down the hallway crossing over to my parents room. I knocked on the door twice receiving no response. I opened the door and the nobody was there. The bed was made up.
"Mom? Dad?" i called out inside ifmn case they were in the bathroom. No answer.

I headed downstairs and the living room was silent only on the TV to hear spongebob's annoying laughter. I turned off the TV. I looked around.

"Mom?! Dad?!" I called out to them. No answer. I spotted a note on the refrigerator.

'Jack, your father and i went off to the neighborhood office. We'll be back in 20. Love mom'

I sucked my teeth. Great. 20 minutes of the day i'll be by myself. Did they even had the nerve to at least wake me up anf report it face to face? That wouldn't really make sense if i did look peaceful sleeping. I don't even know really. If i was gonna be alone i at least wanted to be in contact with the outside. And give sound in the house as well. I turned back on the TV. I'd rather hear spongebob's annoying laugh than hearing a cricket chirping around the house.
I went off to the library and i searched for some books. I loved reading about true-life stories based on documentaries. And learning about black history. It was pretty brave of what rosa parks, martin luther king, ruby bridges, harriet tubman, and all of those great heroes to say that black lives matter. Those books were only gonna be on the shelfs for February. But, i had one for my own. I looked through the halls of books.

"Hey Mills!" a girl called out to me. I swiped my head to my left to see samantha.

She was responded by a 'shush' from the librarians.

"Sorry..." Samantha whispered embarrassingly.

I giggled trying my best to hide my blush and walked over to her.

"Hey Wood." i quietly greeted her. She smiled giving me a big hug and i got into the moment. I broke the hug. I suddenly remembered about seeing samantha possed or something and telling me to get out. It was stay and now Get out. I had to admit that i should've let it go. Because it was a dream right? Right? I decided to keep what i dreamed of. I didn't want to scare my new friend away.

"Short time no see. Am i right?" she asked smiling. I giggled and nodded my head.
Me and sam talked and walked throughout the library and talked about our lives and reasons of moving here. Her reason was the same as mine. Family thought there should be a new start for kid.

I had to tell sam my dream. I couldn't help it but we connected right away. I explained everything to her. She looked at me scared. She did believe me but she was very weirded out but also mostly frightned of what i just told her.

"Dude, that's creepy crap right there!" she said looking freaked out standing up and holding her head together.

"I'm sorry. I had to tell you. I don't wanna put you in an uncomfortable position." i explained to her putting my hand on her shoulder trying to calm her down. She sat down next to me.

"Are you serious?" she asked again millions of times.

"For sure. It seemed so real and then i woke up and it just seemed like it was just a dream." i continued explaining to her.

"Or is it something real?" She asked looking at me seriously.

I looked at her confused and freaked out.

She then giggled and clapped her hands together a few times.
The librarians shushed her again and she did a 'zipped up mouth' signal she did with her finger. I looked at her seriously and she then got serious right away.

"It's all fine. Trust me." she said patting down on my knee.
I wish i could believe her words. But, i couldn't when the unexpected came and didn't only target me but Samantha too later on.


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