How She Met Him
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Last published Thu, Aug 24, 2017
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It was dark and cold in the middle of an ally I was by myself scared. I then saw a figure walking towards me and screamed. The figure was tall and muscular, he grabbed at my arm and tried to pull me up to my feet I didn't know where he was taking me hell I didn't even know who he was. The male like figure threw me in a car...
"Michelle get up it time to get ready for school." I woke up to the voice of my mom she was standing at my door trying to get me out of the bed. I slowly moved to my feet so that I could wake up. I shook the thought of my dream out of my head and continue to get out of my bed in slow motion I had a busy day a head and was not ready for it to begin.
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