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Just a Dream, Just a Dream...
Silent halls a clock ticks endlessly on the wall the smell of nothing in the air nurses far away; they don't care I'm going crazy. It's too quiet. I'm in bed. Sterilized needles near it. I'm scared of needles. Take them away! Footsteps. My mom comes in. She whispers to me. I look at her. Something's not right. It's dark outside. Dusk has passed; it's night. The calender reads December. It was morning in August last I remember. What's going on? Mom picks up a needle. I tense. She grabs my arm. I want to run, the fear is intense. I do. I run as fast as I can. Away away away. I crash into a man. He looks funny. He's all blurry. My mom calls my name. I try to run. The man grabs my wrist and I try to peer at his face. He's still blurry. I see a leer on his face. It frightens me. I thrash around trying to break free of his hold. My mom is there. She found me! My eyes widen as I see the mans face clearly. My eyes open as wide as they can, nearly swallowing my face. White. White. I'm in my room. My breath comes out in gasps. I look at the clock. It's noon. It was just a dream. Just a dream. Just a dream.
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