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A touch

A touch

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Not being able to sleep... Listening to the ticking noise of the rain. Cracking windows, are they breaking? Glass is shattering around me.. In me.. I see blood and a girl smiling and staring at me with bright, blue eyes. My voice won't come out and I can't move. A rainbow colored light appears and suddenly she's standing right in front of me laughing with thick, black hair crawling around her face. She begins to touch my right shoulder and puts her other hand before my eyes. I don't know why but It hurts like hell and I still can't scream. I see my vision turning black, even tough she already pulled her hand away. I hear my parents running upstairs and opening my chamber door. I can hear them scream, but I don't understand a word of it. I'm going to pass out, I guess.
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