Aimy is a young teenage girl with a God given ability to view things to come in form of dreams.
Lacking understanding to them and there being no one known to her who could interpret or explain them. She ends up in a world of torments and trembles to...
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It was a bright summer morning and a cold wind blew around the atmosphere. The environment was calm- All you could hear were the sound of birds.
Moving out of the neighborhood, you could hear cars and the quick rushing footsteps of all kinds of people- rushing off to work, and students you'll see at the other end of the road awaiting the school bus.
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A gentle sound went on, and on, on Aimy's door and a tiny voice followed, saying "Hey, honey, open up. I'm off to work now, are you all ready for school? So i could drop you off"
"Never mind mom, I'll take the bus." Aimy replied drawing her words as she tried to let out a yarn.
"Okay then" her mom concluded, then walked away.
Aimy got off her bed then walked towards her window, with both arms up in the air as she stretched. Then she reached for it's bolt and pulled it. The reflection of the sun shone brightly into her room, and straight into her face, which she enjoyed. But her enjoyment was cut short by the gathering black clouds, And in no time a heavy wind began stirring up.
The once bright day, turns dark.
(Like pouring a black paint into a sky blue colouring).
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It spreads across the hole town.
A loud sound like that of a trumpet follows. it was a thousand times louder than any trumpet in existence. It filled the once calm and quiet environment.
Everything became blurry.
Aimy in fright closed the window. She runs down the stairs yelling her mom's name. but she didn't get any reply, and how could she over the screeching noise coming from outside, she couldn't even hear herself properly.
She assumes she already left for work then went up to her dad's room, but yet again she found no one. The sound stops as sudden as it came and was replaced with screams and running footsteps.
