The Dream

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My Mum shoved me against the wall, "Your Father and I will be back in 4 days. By then you better have the kitchen cleaned." She then walked out the door. I then started cleaning the kitchen, might as well get it done sooner than later. It was 9 when my mum left. And by 10:30 I was done with the kitchen. I then went upstairs, I just lied down in bed and before I knew it, I was asleep.
I was in a dark room when I woke up. A light was flickering above my pounding head. Then, my step mum came in. She started talking in a muffled voice. She then rapidly pointed to the corner of the room. Where my mum was. My actual mum. She then started screaming. She then pulled out a gun. She shot my mum. I didn't scream. My mum didn't scream. My step-mum just had a smirk on her face.
I then woke up in a cold sweat. I checked the time. 11:30. I was so panicked. Was that a dream? Oh of course it was Nicole your mum is... I didn't want to think of it. Death. It's a terrible thing. I hate it. One day you wake up and everything is fine. Then your mom gets cancer and before you know it, she's gone.

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