I'm in a dark place, and suddenly a light flashes down. It appears that i'm in a tunnel. I look around, and then almost suddenly I see him; at then end of the tunnel. I run and run trying to reach him, sweat running down my cheek bones. He is only two feet away from me, and then..."Bam Bam" the loud sounds of gun's bullets flew into his chest. He fell to the ground.I drop to my knees, and weep, frantically shaking him yelling,"Get up Marcus, Please get up. Youre all i have !"
***Alarm Goes Off***
I slowly open my eyes, body covered in sweat, and hit the alarm clock. My eyes filled witth terror as if...as if the dream was real. I slowly pick myself up from the now lumpy bed, and head to my wooden closet. I quickly picked an old ragedy shirt and faded black jeans. I hadn't cared about how i looked in years. I got dressed and hurried to the bathroom. I looked into the now cracked mirror, and brush my teeth. I splattered my face with warm water like i do everyday. Once i was finished I walked into the hallway not paying attention, and bumped into my father. Father? What a word, a word that isn't just given. My Father ? or better yet a man who happened to "Raise" me, i despised him. I ignored him and walked into the kitchen.
