Sam

Two

Nightmares

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I was ninety nine point nine Precent sure that it was real.

I was staring into her eyes, she was looking down on me her cold hard eyes where staring me down. I didn't know where we were for starters.

I wanted to say something but my chickened personality got the best of me. She could tell that I wanted to say something. Her white pearly teeth smirked out of her lips. She motions me to come over.

I hesitated at first but for some idiotic reason I move towards her. She motions me to stop her head snapped and she walked towards me at a fast pace. My throat filled up air and I couldn't breathe suddenly-

I opened my eyes and about screamed. I looked at my area around me. My black hair was in a bun and my blue eyes where looking around anxiously.

I could've sworn that was a real moment. I have been having dreams about her a lot. She won't leave my head. I couldn't quite put my finger on who the girl was. It was another person to.

"Victoria," Madison calls. Madison is my best friend, she's over here twenty-four-seven. My mom usually isn't home, my dad's usually asleep and Sam.. is always up before us.

"Maddie?" I call back.

"Tori your up!" She squeals. Her brown hair is tied back and she manages to flip it in my face while hugging me.

"Yes, barely.." I say shivering. "I had another nightmare, Mads."

"Isn't that the fiftieth time." She asks.

"Probably," I moan. "I don't know what I'm dreaming about but it's fucking scaring me."

"Tori, there just dreams." She says.

Part of me wants to believe her, but part of me doesn't believe her.

"Mads, they're like vivid dreams." I explain.

"Damn Tori, it's just your mind don't get so freaked."

I ignore the remark, and I get my stuff together. Downstairs Sam is eating her waffles. She seemed like she was in a good mood this morning, but I never knew with Sam.

"Victoria," She says chewing on her food. "You're late."

"I had another nightmare," I mumble. She chuckles and pops a piece of waffle in her mouth.

"Victoria, you do this every morning." She complains in a calm tone. "What am I going to tell mom and dad?"

"Nothing," I snap. Suddenly my throat got dry, Sam was clenching the glass of milk tight.

"Come again," She snaps back.

"Nothing."

Suddenly I could feel my throat again. I grab my stuff and go out the door. I look at the calendar which catches my eye, Sam's birthday is In two weeks. Her twentieth birthday. Also known as

Halloween.