Category : Stories

Sub Category : Drama

I can feel my body screaming but I’m not moving;
I can hear them all yelling; WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP. But I can’t 

I see a figure over me. It’s not even a question of if there’s a presence. It’s only a question of who is it this time. I can feel the presence of a young girl. I never learn their name. I never get a sign of who they are. Only a glimpse of what they look like 

She’s angry and terrified She Grabs my hands. Then I start To see her memories. 

The memories come to me as dreams. 

I’m in a old house. I see a Christmas tree and porcelain dolls set up on this antique shelf. 

I look down and I see my feet. I’m  in a green dress and I get a glimpse of my hair. Gold blond. 
I Neal down to hide behind the couch. I hear dishes breaking And my parents screaming at each other. 

I’m scared. I tuck my head into my lap and close my eyes. I wrap my hands around my knees. 
I start to feel the bruises. I realize my bodies in pain. 
: At this point I realize, I am In this girls Body.
I can hear me, myself trying to understand her.

I was so confused. It’s like we were both in her body talking to each other. 

I start feeling The sensation of pain on the sides of my stomach. Her thoughts weren’t quiet. 

“STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT” 

The dream Changes now I’m still her but I’m at the top of a bridge. I look down and jump. 

Before I hit the floor, I wake up.