First upload though this story was uploaded before by my other account. I'm gonna delete that account so I re-uploaded this here.
This is actually for my english project 2 or I think 3 years ago. Whatever. I didn't bother to go over it again so please excuse me if I have wrong grammar, spellings and whatsoever.
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“Please!” I pleaded as tears fell down streaming from my eyes. “Leave my family alone!” I continued as I saw one of the big and mean boys struggle my older sister. I looked around our supposed-to-be peaceful living room, now crowded with ugly beasts killing my family…my father was coughing blood as he reached out for my mom, who was killed merciless by the beasts. I was only 15. Maybe that explains why they didn’t hurt me…physically because now, seeing them killing my family is more that enough torture for me.
“No!!!” I scream louder as one of them kicked my sister’s stomach. She arced in pain as blood flowed from her mouth. I embraced the man who kicked her, trying to stop him. But instead of stopping him, he brought out a gun and shot her…in front of me. Then, in a blink of an eye, he also shot my father. They all laughed devilishly
Suddenly, everyone alerted when the sound of police cars were heard. One of them, the biggest one, carried me hurriedly. Though, I was hurting, I didn’t care.
I wanted them to hit me…I wanted them to hurt me…hurt me like what they have done with my family. I wanted them to shot me with a gun many times! I wanted them to kill me! I want myself dead!!! This is what I feel! But no! I won’t let them kill me! I want revenge!
I opened my lampshade beside me. I looked at the clock. It was still 2 in the morning. I breathed hard as I lay down on my bed again. It was another nightmare. The same nightmare I’ve been dreaming eversince I turned 15. In short, I had been having that nightmare for almost a year.
Basically, it felt like the girl was me, but the face isn’t mine at all. It was not even close to mine. The girl in my dream has brown curly hair with those almond eyes. Her curly brown hair short. She was a lot healthier than me…and prettier. She was even taller than me. On the other hand, I have long black and wavy hair paired with big green eyes. That is why it felt weird for me having those dreams and feeling like it was me.
I shrugged the idea off my head and tried to sleep. I closed my eyes and tried to think of something not related to what I have dreamt. My father and I moved here at George town, one of the oldest town in Australia, from Sunnyvale, California. My father was a secret agent before but he decided to live in peace. Because his first love was history, he decided to move here at George town. He said he wanted to learn the history of this town which I found it weird.
Ten years ago, my mother and father got divorced. I was left by my mom to my father because my mother’s new husband doesn’t want me. Every vacation, I would live with my mother and her new family…or new husband because up until now, they don’t have a child. I was relieved about that idea because there would be no reasons for me to get jealous over my sibling.
For three years living here at George Town, I met 2 really good friends, Kathlyn McDouper and Josephine Hewitt. Kathlyn was my neighbor, and at the same time, my classmate eversince I entered Port Dalrymple School. Josephine is her cousin and she is a year older than us but she still is our friend.
“Ugh,” I moaned and opened my eyes. Now I know I can’t sleep even though I wanted to. It was already past 3 in the morning. I sighed. I opened the switch and got another Nancy Drew book under my pillow. Everynight, before I sleep, I would put a book or two under my pillow just in case I can’t sleep, just like today.
“Hey? Another nightmare?”
I stared up at the gorgeous lady beside me. She has dark auburn hair with a pair of bright blue eyes. She looked like a model rather than a lady. I sighed.
