Chapter: 1

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Flashback/Dream 10 years ago

Tears rolling down my eyes as I run away form something evil or more like someone evil, the evilness of my father. I don't remember exactly where I was going but I stopped 'till I felt safe. I felt like I was running for hours. My legs hurt so much so I stopped and cried at a stump.

I was running so fast and crying so hard that I don't know where I was. My vision was blurry from the two caves which tears where flooding out like hot waterfalls that were my eyes. I hated myself for crying. I hated looking weak in front of that monster. I told myself, "No more crying,  Y /N you're a big girl now. And bigs girls have no need to cry."

With that I kept on beating myself up for it, on top of what my father does. I didn't realize that I was not alone until a boy about 2 maybe 3 years older than me tapped my shoulder. He shook me but I didn't look up. I didn't want him to see me cry for enough people already perceived me as weak. He didn't
tell me to look at him instead he hugged me and said it was okay.

He didn't know me nor did I know him. I felt warm in his embrace. I felt like a person and not property. He told me his name..... But for some reason it was inaudible. I never was able to hug him back for I was stunned by his pure kindness. He stayed there not minding at all that the hug was one sided. Until I had an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach all of the sudden. The faceless boy was ripped from my body like a rag doll that belonged to a 3 year old girl..............

I woke up in complete horror. My eyes were red and puffy form crying in my sleep. I was sweating cold bullets from my forehead and back. My sheet were completely drenched in sweat. I was panting. I was as white as my pillow, my heart felt like it was running for dear life. I swear at that moment my heart was beating faster than those of a hummingbird's.

I thought to myself, 'This the like the fifth time in a row this has happened. Get yourself together Y/n you are 18, way too old to be having nightmares.' It was nothing new to you that nightmares happen. I was almost convicted that I wasn't gonna have anymore nightmare. I thought I had a hold on myself, well........Oh boy how wrong I was.

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Thank you so much for reading my first ever book. I so sorry it is short again first book. I am working on my posting schedule. So yeah bye bye!

Love ya!❤

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