It Happened Again...

Why her?

I jolted awake and sat up quickly. "It happened again...," I mumbled to myself, "I wonder who it'll be this time. I had the same dream about once every two months. It was always an owl with gold eyes and talons, it had huge wings, but the weirdest thing was that it would swoop down towards me and cards would fly from in between the feathers of its wings.  I would always wake right before it got to me and grabbed me up and took me away. I looked up at my ceiling and saw the little glow in the dark star that I stuck to the ceiling years ago. "Please don't be my family or friends again," I mumbled with tears in my eyes. Just then I heard a loud scream from my sisters room, it was my dad last time. I jumped up and rushed towards her room. The door wouldn't budge. My mom rushed out of her room and together we still couldn't open the door. I started crying, I always feel like it's my fault whenever this happens. "It's my fault, It's my fault, It's my fault, It's my fault, It's my fault... ," I kept mumbling to myself as my mom kept trying to open the door. My dad, Emily, Carrie, Rose, and now Catie. WHy did this always happen to me? Why me, why me, why me, why me!? I jolted up from my bed and rushed out of my room. I rushed to Catie's room and I saw her guts spilled all over her bed. It wasn't a dream... it never was.
I sat there imagining the pain she went through, why did it have to be her? Why, why, why......why?! When will this all end? I sat there picturing those golden talons hooking her up by the stomach and carrying her away from me. I stood there and stared at her. I started crying and despite everything that happened to Catie I threw myself onto her and started sobbing into her hair. I looked up and saw her glazed eyes staring up and the ceiling as though she as though she were looking at something above her. I stood up and stared at my now blood soaked clothes. I slowly backed away as I saw gold eyes from outside her window. I backed out of the room and started walking towards my mom's room but right then I leaned over myself and started throwing up. This was the most gruesome death so far. I threw up all of my food from the day before. I was leaning over my legs and staring at my puke. Seeing all of the blood and puke all over me I passed out.