chapter 3

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It's been awhile the truck had already came to take are stuff and we were driving down the road to where ever I was going to live now ughh. Oh I actually forgot this couldn't be any worse timing it's Friday one of the worst days of the week. I say this because this is the day where my beloved father will start to drink his heart out and be drunk all weekend and he will scream at and hit me all weekend while he is at it. This will be great when we get there. "Hey dad were are we going to live" I tell him out of curiosity "Oh yeah I haven't told you we are going to be living in a small to room house with 2 bathrooms a living room and kitchen" he told me as if he felt great for his accomplishment. We finally after awhile we make it to the small house my father was telling me about and we head in to wait for the truck. I still find it funny how it left before us but we got there first. The truck came and I unpacked my stuff  and sit on my bed dreading the upcoming days. It's Sunday and luckily he had no beer left so he couldn't get to drunk so he has only yelled at me twice about being loud and to get him food so it's been a good weekend but I have school so let's see how this goes. I head up to my room after getting my dad food to take a shower. I come out and make myself food and head upstairs to eat and head to bed.

Nightmare beginning
I wake up in a room filled with shadows wispering things but they only sound like a ear piercing static. Then I curl in a ball and cover my ears and the ground falls. I look up from the debris to find a man without a face to have a movement  that looks like if he had a face he would be smiling. He said somthing in a really loud pitch screech but I couldn't make it out.
Nightmare end

I woke up head to toe in sweat not knowing what just happened. I decided to blow it off and take shower and head to my new school.

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