Dreamer
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  • Reads 24
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  • Parts 6
  • Time 47m
Ongoing, First published Jul 10, 2017
I stared at the unconscious body of my best friend and then turned my attention to the Ken look alike that stood in my front yard, singing his part of the Barbie song at the top of his lungs. Everything about this situation made me ask one question, how did my life get to this point?

Until yesterday life was so normal and now every idea seemed to be coming to life, literally. From an imaginary boyfriend to the love of Barbie's life, every word that I carelessly whispered seemed to have come back to haunt me.

"What's next?" I asked myself.

"The demon from Insidious?"

Just then Ken's singing was cut by the sound of a door creaking open followed by some really eerie music. Before I had the chance to pinpoint the source of the music, I felt shivers run up and down my body as the sensation that I was being watched filled my bones. Then I looked up to find a weird, black and red monster with hoover stuck to my ceiling, it's tongue slithering out like a serpents.

"Oh fuck me," I mumbled as the Insidious demon jumped towards me.

Reverie Rose was your average high school girl, spending her time day dreaming and drawing until one incident during prom changed her life forever. Now the lines between reality and imagination were being blurred, lies turned into the truth as cars exploded in the background making Reverie realize that she bit more than she bargained for when she set out to play a stupid prank on her boyfriend.
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