"Help!"..."somebody please help me!" I scream running down the dirt path in the woods. No one in site. He still chasing me. A man I'm assuming, in a black jacket, maybe combat boots, and a white handkerchief? Oh my god! is...is that Danny? I look over my shoulder to see him, Danny, arm length away from me. I'm running, running as fast as I can, hoping to get away. I turn around quickly, I see him spring from the ground into my direction. I can't run any faster all I can do is scream.
"Aaaaaaahhh"
THUD...complete silence
"Oh my god, Jenna are you okay?!" I open my eyes to my mother trying to pick me up from the floor.
"geez, are you trying to blind me" I say as she opens the blinds in my room.
"sorry...you slept through your alarm. I came into your room to get you and you were screaming on the floor. Please tell me you didn't have another nightmare, did you?" my mother spoke concerned.
"No mom, I'm fine." actually mom I am not fine and yes I did have another nightmare. But I couldn't tell her that. It's my nightly routine, go to bed, have a nightmare about Danny, wake up on the floor.
"are you sure? because I heard you screaming. and you also mentioned Danny"...she pauses,"again".
"Okay so I had another nightmare, so what it happens to everyone." I said as if I didnt't know what going wrong with me, but at the same time I know I have a problem.
"We'll talk later. I have to go to work and you have school missy." she smirks and leaves the room.
I go to my dresser and pull out my favorite pair of Hollister jeans. Then I go to my walk in closet and pull my white shirt off the hanger along with my plaid shirt.
I quickly throw on my white shirt then my jeans making sure each leg has a two inch folded cuff. Then I wrap my plaid shirt around my waist and tie it. And to top of my outfit I put my white converse on.
"Jenna!" my mom yells.
"Yeah mom what do you need."
"I toasted a waffle for you and left it on the counter, I got to go to work. See you later."
"Okay.." typical, leaving again for work. All my mother does it work. And when she's not, she finds work to do.
I look at my clock and realize i'm going to be late. I run down the stairs pack my bag, grab my waffle and leave out the front door.
As I'm walking to school, I see a car approaching along side of me. I turn my head to see..Holy shit it's-
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Daytime Nightmare
Mystery / ThrillerJenna Ameral is only 15. She's having nightmares that she knows are fake but are coming true. She has nightmare on horrible things that have happened in her life and nightmares of things that she knows she will never get. And she can't get them out...
