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December 6, 2013
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*Disclaimer: I do not own Cry or you. I also am substituting curse words like this: !@#$ if they're really bad, then they're like this: 8!@#$. Hope you enjoy...

~Chapter 1~ 
      Twinkle, twinkle, little star. How I wonder what you are.

        I spin around a dark room, sweating. The only light is a spotlight shining on me, but other than that, darkness stretches as far as the eye can see. I hear the laughter, and my heart pounds wildly in my chest. I run in any random direction. I don't know where I am going, nor do I care. I just have to get away from...him.

        Up above the world so high, like a diamond in the sky. 

        His laughter continues to ring in my ears, and I run faster. My legs ache, and my lungs scream for air, but I must keep running. I have to. I can't let him get me.

        Twinkle, twinkle, little star. How I wonder...where you are.

        "I've got you, (Y/N), my little star."

        I shoot up in bed screaming. My chest heaves up and down, and sweat drenches me. Hot tears sting the corners of my eyes, and I brush them briskly away. I turn on my bedside lamp and grab my ice water. I gulp it down, never feeling so thirsty in my life. Once I down the glass, I slam it to my nightstand, still breathing heavily.

        My clock reads 3:45 in the morning, and I roll my lips into my mouth. Same time-again. For the past week, I've been having nightmares that always end at 3:45 in the morning. I don't know what that means, and I don't want to find out. I lay back down, pulling the duvet to my chin. My sweat has dried to my body, making me cool.

       I close my eyes, leaving my light on. My brain whirls with the nightmare hurricane ready to drown me. Shaking my head, I open my eyes and throw off my covers. I patter across the floor and into the kitchen, turning on my oven. I fill my kettle up with water and sit it on the oven. I then pull out my favorite mug-a maroon cup with a Yin and Yang symbol on it-and a packet of hot chocolate. 

        It's winter time, and despite my lack of sleeping and being myself, I'm excited for winter. This is the time of the year, when I get to go visit my parents. They moved to New York about two years after I finished high school. They wanted to leave when...Collin died, but they still wanted me to finish school. So, they stayed in (y/h/t) for the rest of my high school career.

        The whistling of the kettle brings me out of my thoughts. I rush over to it and remove it from the stove. I pour the steaming water into my mug, then add my hot chocolate. I stir the contents thoughtfully. Once everything is right, I sip the liquid tenderly. The hot liquid burns down my throat and warms my belly. I shiver and rub my arms as goosebumps appear.

        I yawn, feeling my lack of sleep catch up with me. I drink a little bit more of my hot chocolate and walk back to my bedroom. I jump slightly when I see the oh so familiar codes start forming something on my wall above my bed.

       Did you sleep well, my little star?

        I feel slightly uncomfortable, but I'm not surprised. It's been the same question every night for the past week. I shake my head, set my mug down, and lie down in bed. The codes glow the bluish blue then shimmer into nothing. I shiver, feeling his eyes somewhere. Watching, waiting.

        Yawning once more, I turn off my light and sleep.
Chapter 1! Woohoo! Exciting! :D
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AyaRedStar4282 Jan 29, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
When he said my little star I almost pissed my pants....If you ever do read my OC story you'd know why...
kandygurl324 Jan 30, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Oh! I'll check it out sometime. :D
AyaRedStar4282 Jan 30, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Really? I was only saying it scared me but okay!!I am a dummy! 
kandygurl324 Jan 30, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Haha! Okay!
904ROCK904 Dec 8, 2013  Hobbyist Artist
kandygurl324 Dec 8, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
stormynightsii Dec 6, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Oooo literal goosebumps, oo....
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