Escape

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As my body was being dragged along my bedroom floor and underneath my bed I felt my screams becoming quieter and quieter the farther that I was pulled under the bed. I felt calmer and more accepting to what was happening.

The dragging stopped. The yellow hand released me from it's grasp and I slowly turned around to see who it was. It was Roy. I didn't scream, I couldn't scream. I just stared at him in complete awe for what felt like hours. We were both silent and motionless until his hand reached up to my face, brushed my hair out of my eyes, and caressed my cheek.

I immediately snapped out of my trance and screamed as loud as I could possibly scream. Roy slid out from under the bed and flew out my window faster than Sonic. I also slid out from under the bed and jumped back up onto my bed, climbed under my covers and began to rock myself back and forth to calm myself down.

I did nothing else that day, I did not eat, I did not sleep, I did not move at all. I stayed in my bed trying to assess what happened last night. I could not decipher what sensation my body felt while in his presence. I had to see him again.

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