The Hunted

The Hunted

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It happened again, I thought as I looked at the clock on my night stand, which read 3:47 am. I sometimes wake up around this time from these horrible recurring dreams they are always the same. They have never changed since I was five. They did not happen as often when I was younger, but it occurs more and more now that I am older. I don't know why they happen, and why they are always the same. It starts out with this man who I can not see his face, he is walking alone one night in the woods and this shadow is following him, then it goes black for a moment and then I see a puddle of blood next to this no face dead man. I have never seen the killer's face either. I have only told my mother about this dream once. When I first started to have it, she thought it was just because I watched a scary movie, as I thought as well, but that is not the reason. The dreams do not bother me as much, it is who is in the dream that bothers me. I feel as if I am the one being hunted, I am a tall lanky 19 year old boy with dirty blond hair, why would anyone want to hunt me down.
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I was taking a late night stroll through my neighborhood. I felt the cold wind blowing lightly in my face as I put the hood to my jacket over my head. I stop walking to take my phone out my small backpack that I carried with me and checked the time, 12:06am. My phone dies as I look at the time. "I should start heading home, it's getting really late" I say as I put my phone back into my bag. I look up to see a group of 5 guys who happen to be from my school. 'Oh shit', I thought to myself. These guys always caused me trouble before school was out. I started walking the other way to avoid them noticing me but just as I started walking away, "Oh look guys, it's that girl. Y/N" "Fuck" I said under my breath. I turned around facing them, "Hey guys, I was just going. I'll be on my way now" I say nervously. The one in the middle was named Liam the others were named Chris, Jacob, Jake, and Asher. I guess you could say that Liam is the "leader" of the group because they do whatever he says and seem a bit afraid of him. As I turned around to start walking again I felt a grab and pull on my arm. A fiery like pain struck the part of my arm that was grabbed. "Ow fuck-" I was turned around to see Liam up close to me. He pushed me up against the gate that was blocking out the forest. "What are we gonna do with you" He says as the rest of his group walk up to us standing behind Liam with a shit eating grin on his face. I met these killers later in my life by fate

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