I tossed and turned in my sleep as i dreamed of death.Iv'e been having this same dream for the past month ever since I was attacked.Ever since that day i havent been the same.I quickly jumped up out of my sleep as the end of the dream was near.I always woke up at the same exact part.The gun was being pointed at my temple and the trigger was pulled.
I got out of bed and walked into the bathroom.I looked at my reflection in the mirror and i looked horrible.I havent really gotten any sleep and it was killing me physically.I turned on the fauset and splashed water onto my face.
I heard somthing fall from downstairs and i thought it was my cat Sassy.I walked downstairs to pick up the mess but what i found wasnt Sassy.I saw a man that stood atleast 6'3,lightskinned and cute in a weird way.<a href="http://thatgrapejuice.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/09/ChrisBrown-2.png">He</a> was dressed kind of weird.
"W-Who are you?" I wasnt really scared of him i was just very curious to how the hell he got in my house.I looked aruond the room and there was no sign of forced intry."Theres no time for questions pack your things the darkness is coming." I looked at him 1 last time before i did what i was told and went upstairs to pack my things.
I walked back downstairs to see 'him' messing with my ipod.He looked like he was having some trouble because he had it backwards and upside down."You dont know how to work an ipod?" "No i forgot its been years since i seen 1 of theses now we have holograms" "Holo what?" "Nothing lets go." He grabed my free hand and pulled me out the door.FOr some odd ass reason i trusted him.
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