I was running again. The trees passing by me. I stopped and turned I looked her in the face and she took a step forward. I punched her in the gut and knocked her out with my elbow.
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I sat up gasping for air. Hopefully that was the last nightmare since I knocked her out. I went to the bathroom and started to brush my teeth. I looked in the mirror and looked at my eyes. Blue. Dark blue. I put on some mascara and eyeliner. I got dressed in some skinny jeans and a tight tank top to go under my light blue crop top. I ran downstairs "Morning mom" "Did you have another nightmare?" "yeah but I think there gonna be done soon." I smiled and so did she. I haven't smiled since dad died..... six years ago. I ate and decided to ride my bike to school. I put on my white vans and got on my bike then fell "UGH!" My stupid bike broke right under me. I got in my car.
I got to school and got another text from Becky hey so I'll be in school today but not next week I'm going to visit a family member. I walked to my locker and got my stuff and he was there again when i turned around. "Hi" I rolled my eyes. "Please go to dinner with me tonight!?" "NO!!" "Why not!?" "Because." I walked away he started to follow me. Becky came out of the hallway I just passed and caught up to me "Who is the hotty following you?" "Ben." "why is he following you?" "because he asked me to dinner and I said no." "WHAT!!" I nodded my head and stopped walking. All of a sudden I didn't feel well I was gonna puke no stopping it. I turned around to avoid throwing up on my best friend and it came up and out of me and all over Bens' s shoes. I ran to the bathroom and rinsed out my mouth. I felt so terrible.
I was driving home in the rain. Thank god I didn't take my bike today. I walked inside. My mom was at work. I had nothing to do so I walked into the kitchen and took out the knife I've been watching since a week after my dad died. I took a deep breath and held the knife to my wrist right on a very visible vein. One more deep breath and I cut. I started to loose alot of blood and as I was passing out I heard the door open and my mom "Honey I heard you came home sick." I was blacking out and the last thing I saw was my mom's worried face.
I woke up in a white room I looked up. Everything was pretty blurry so I blinked for a little while until nothing was blurry. I looked up again and saw a blood bag and a machine.
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Nightmare
Teen FictionClaire is a 16 year old girl who has vivid nightmares that wake her up in tears. She is so depressed and upset because of these nightmares she attempts suicide multiple times. Will she be succesful one of the many times she attempts? Read to find ou...