Disaster

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"He-"

My sentence was cut short, I could feel myself falling backwards,down into some sort of abyss.

"Aarrgghh!!!"

I opened my eyes, I could see fire, surrounding my bed.

"What?"

I couldn't describe the fear.

"Help! "

I could hear someone wailing.

"Mom? "

I called out again.

What can I do?

"Aarrgghh! "

I opened my eyes again.
Just a bad dream,Fawn. Just a bad dream.

I sighed. At that time, I couldn't comprehend what was happening. I was lost. Somehow, I escaped from the jaws of death. I got up and went outside. Hot sunny day, the usual. I was hiding. Hiding from the world. The world was full of danger. I never trusted anyone ever since that incident. Just dangerous. That thought went through my head for the past few years. Years, I dreamed of never ever having to face the fear again. The only thing I could say is don't dwell in the past. It just hurts me badly.
Yes, new story. But I have been having this idea for a while so here it is.

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