Real or Not Real (ON HOLD)

Real or Not Real (ON HOLD)

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"Is this thing on?" "Yes, we are ready when you are." "Ok well I guess you could call this a sort of therapy." I say to the red flashing light. The camera focuses and unfocused until my face is clear. "My name is Ally Dutch and this is my wonderful life story." I say with heavy sarcasm. "My doctors thought this would help me decipher what was real and not real in my life. So if your watching this you must be a doctor or really bored." I fidget with my hands. "Ally keep focused." the man says to me. I roll my eyes. "Ok then let's start with my fabulous seventh birthday." I say with a fake smile. Well here goes nothing and I begin the story of the end of my sanity. A "Black Box" fanfic. Please Read!
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My hand slaps against my mouth as I try to shut myself up. Don't make too much noise...or he'll hear you. A vehicle's door opens then slams shut. I don't hear footsteps...but as the minutes go by I begin to hear them; the footsteps get louder and louder and louder, matching the sound of my thundering heart. That's when I see his shadow cast over the ditch...over the place where I tried to hide. "Well," he says with a smile in his voice. "I wonder where he could've gone...the footprints stop here...so I wonder if he just...disappeared?" My body begins to tremble. I can feel it now. The pain. I can feel the pain already. He jumps down into the ditch...he stands directly in front of me, with his back facing me. My hand presses harder against my mouth as I try to suppress my whimper, but it's way too late now. But his body tenses up when he hears it. He laughs bitterly as he turns around slowly, and his eyes cut through my camouflage easily. "There you are."

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