Living the Dream

Living the Dream

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My footsteps echo through the deserted alley as I chased after him. His broad and muscular back was the only thing in my line of sight. My arm throbbed from his tight grip on my elbow and I struggled to free my arm from him. This only caused his hand to tug harder, as if to tell me not to stop. Finally, when we rounded a corner, I pulled back and nearly dislocated my shoulder trying to stop him. When he finally stopped running, he looked back at me and said "We can't stop. We have to keep moving." "Now wait just a damn minute! You can't just bump into me and grab my arm then expect me to start following you when you sprint off," I cried between pants. I glanced at his face and realized that he really did expect me to follow him around like a puppy on a leash. My eyes hardened and I glared at him while I demanded, "What is going on?" His face twisted in urgency and guilt before he finally opened his red, plump lips and coldly stated, "If you don't follow me, you're going to die." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sanya Dyna is an ordinary girl struggling to get through high school, but when a mysterious boy starts invading her dreams, she begins to question her sanity. Sanya's perception of the line between reality and the dream world begins to blur and when she actually meets the handsome boy she sees in her dreams face to face at her school, her life turns upside down. Suddenly, she is thrust into a world where mythical beings are very much alive and want her dead. Follow Sanya's journey as she discovers her true identity, betrayal, and love.
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He once told me no one knows the real him.I didn't think he meant it, and not in a good way. He is a straight A student, and everyone knows it, not to mention he is on the swim team. All that though isn't the real him, the real him hides deep within himself. ---------- "Can you please tell me what that was?" I nearly shout at him. All I get is silence. He keeps his back to me. "Please, I need some explanation." I beg. I stay still as he stops dead in his tracks. His body is tense and it's scarring me. He turns around slowly to face me with his hands at his sides. His eyes meet mine, but there is no spark of any emotion in them. They are cold and dark making me look away not being able to hold his deadly stare. I feel uneasy under his gaze, and i feel his eyes burning a hole in the side of my face. "No, I won't explain because it's not important." He says in a low, almost, growl. I flinch and look back into his eyes. I feel hurt by his words and I don't know why, but I know he sees it in my eyes. His faces flashes with regret but it's quickly covered up with his faces going back to it's hard cold look. I feel my heart stop and my face go pale. His look terrified me making me hold my breath. "Breath." He orders. I start to breathe again and just blink at him. "Now go." He orders me again. I flinch involuntarily at his tone and jump back slightly. "Please don't let me walk home alone." I beg in a quiet voice, looking down at my feet. The next thing I see are his black combat boots right in front of my shoes. I look up into his eyes and he looks down into mine confusion written all over his face. "How come you aren't running yet?" He questions searching my eyes. "I just can't walk home alone, please I'm scared." I hear him chuckle. "You aren't afraid of me? What can possibly be scarier than me?" He asks. "Well, I know you will keep me safe." "Why is that?" He questions raising an eyebrow at me. "You haven't hurt me." "Yet." He mutters, but I roll my eyes.

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