Chapter 1 "I look around the pitch black street then wondered how I had gotten here, I then had begun walking towards the chirping of crickets. As I walked I felt my whole body tensed as if trying to tell me not to go there but I kept moving forward. I heard movement behind me but I couldn't see anything, I felt fear overcoming my body until it had finally taken over. My legs had begun running and I looked around watching, what's going on, why am I here? I heard a voice that wasn't anyone I knew say, "The clock's ticking." I then heard fast movement behind me then felt air leaving my lungs as I felt myself being kicked in the stomach. I fell to my knees holding my stomach screaming, "What do you want!" I heard the voice chuckle then say, "Your life." Before I could say anything a leg connects to my chest pushing me down, I squirm then try pushing the figure's foot off but it only pressures my chest more. Air is escaping my lungs and my energy is fading, I see the figure's body moving as they chuckle and watch me in pain. I then see a flash of sliver and see the figure quickly bring it down towards me, I grab their hands before the blade could sink into my neck. I hear the figure chuckle then inch down more saying, "Your time is clicking away." I struggle but the blade inched closer and closer until it piercing my skin drawing blood, I scream then feel the blade piercing deeper and deeper until.."
Chapter 2 I wake up to the rough shakes on my body, I see my mom looking at me worried saying, "Raquel are you okay? You were screaming?" I nod then quickly cover myself with the blanket, she looks at me worried before kissing my forehead and leaving. I touch my neck where the blade had pierced then gasp seeing fresh bright blood on my fingers, I cover my neck with my hand then ran towards my bathroom. I close the door locking it then start washing my hand, I stare at the blood mixture water run off my hand then going into the drain. I've been having these dreams for months now and I don't understand why, it's always the same except the figure finds another way to torture me. Whatever happens to me in my dreams happens in real life and I wake up either with a cut on my face or a deep gash in my leg. The figure had said, "The clock is ticking. And your time is running out." But what did they mean about that, was something gonna happen to me soon? Was whoever that was trying to say that trying to warn me? I felt chills and shivers going through my body at the thoughts, I looked at the bright fresh blood then told lmyself that I wasn't gonna tell anyone about these dreams, I had to find out what's gonna happen to me on my own. I'm at school in my home room class when my vision starts blurring, I look down at my paper then see the words start to blur. I close my eyes and when I open them again I see a big number in the middle of my paper, it says ten. Scaredly I close my binder then push it away from me, it falls onto the floor making a loud smack. Several of my classmates look at me for a few seconds before turning back to their conversations, why am I seeing numbers? Is this something connected with the dream? Shaking my head I slowly pick up my binder, when I turn to the page I don't see a number just my notes. Sighing a relief that my mind was just playing jokes on me, as class began the teacher had started writing on the board. As I look up I see my vision blur again and when I open my eyes again I see words saying, "The clock's ticking Raquel." My eyes widen and I stare at the words, I see the teacher looking at me and say, "Raquel? Are you alright, you look pale." The whole class had stared at me then started murmuring softly to each other, I nodded knowing that I wasn't okay, I'm seeing things that involve my dreams and it's coming in ten days but exactly what is coming.
Chapter 3 During my other classes I hadn't seen the words or the number ten, I had begun feeling faint and dizzy though. As I'm walking through the hallways I couldn't see straight and I felt like I was leaning side to side, suddenly I fell onto the floor. Several students gasped and looked at me, I heard footsteps running toward me then saw the nurse kneeling near me. I felt my body being picked up and brought somewhere, I then felt my body settling on a bed. I'm in the nurses office on one of the beds with the curtain covering the area, slowly my eyes began to close and I drifted off to sleep... "I'm am in the street surrounded by darkness, I hear echoes of chuckling around and knew that it had to be the figure again. I try looking around in the dark but I can't make out figure or shapes, I then say, "What do you want!" The figure chuckles then says, "Don't you understand, I want you to go and die in hell!" I felt air escaping my lungs as a kick connected to my stomach, I stumbled back a bit but regained my balanced. I then cried out as I feel the sharp blade of the knife slide against my cheek, I feel warm fresh blood sliding down my cheek but I don't bother to wipe it. I turn in a circle saying, "What the hell did I do!" I make out the figures body then hear them say, "Why you ask? I pity worthless souls like you, you deserve to die." I then felt the blade sink deep into my side before it had gotten ripped out, I scream then held onto my bleeding side. The figure had then kicked me to the ground and kicked my stab wound repeatedly making it bleed faster and the pain surging through my body hurt more. I saw the flash of sliver then saw the figure plunge it towards my chest near my heart until it had..."
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Chapter 4 I had woken up to the rough shakes on my body and saw the nurse looking at me with a horrified and fearful face. Her eyes had trailed down my body until it stopped at a certain point, I followed her eyes then saw that my shirt had bright red on the side and blood is seeped in the sheets. My eyes widen as the realization of the stab wound in my side had created the bright red mark, I slowly went to touch it but the nurse had grabbed my hand saying, "What happened to you?" I don't say anything but stare at the new bright red of blood seeping into my shirt, I heard her footsteps running off and the sound of her frantic and shaky voice as she spoke into the phone. At the hospital the doctor had told my parents that I'm going to be fine and it wasn't a serious wound, I'm going to have to stay in the hospital for about a week so they could treat the wound and see if anything is wrong with me. It's getting worse the wounds are going to worsen and I had ten days to figure what's gonna happen to me or who coming. Why was this happening to me? Why were they torturing me, always trying to kill me? The question I really want them to answer is why are they pitying my life and soul? It's about eight days later now since I had gotten released from the hospital, my parents had argued whether to keep me at the house or school. Neither places we're safe for me now, not in the comfort of home nor the crowded places in school. They had called my school and had asked to excuse me from school for about two days, I only had two days to figure what is gonna happen to me and I haven't came up with a single clue either. I'm in my room laying down on my bed looking up at the ceiling in deep thought, slowly my eyes had begun to close but I tried my best to stay awake. I stayed up for most of the night and morning so I didn't really sleep, I kept trying to stay awake but my eyes lids had become heavy and closed my eyes forcibly making me fall into deep slumber...
Chapter 5 "I looked around the darkness of the streets then screamed, "Why are you pitying me!" Chuckles echoed throughout the streets and I heard the voice say, "Your life is worthless, your parents divorced, everyone hates you and you hate yourself. Isn't that worthless huh? You should die." Tears ran down my face as I listened, I felt myself thrown to the ground and felt new blood start seeping through my bandage. I cried out wincing at the pain, the felt the tip of sharp object sliding down my ribs slowly, I then realize it's the figures blade. The blade had then stopped in between my sixth and seventh rib, before I could move the blade sinks deep into my skin. I scream feeling it puncture a part of my lung then getting ripped out, fresh blood had quickly oozed out of the wound running down my skin like a fast moving stream. Horrible pain is surging throughout my body and I still can't believe I'm still alive, I have to wake up now or else I'll die in this dream. The figure chuckled then held up the blade, in the moonlight I could see my blood covering the blade and the drips of red dripping off. I can't move my body, it's surging through out my body strong and fast but I manage to turn to the side and push myself up with my arms. I squeezed my eyes shut trying to wake up from this terrible nightmare..." I wake up thrashing and screaming at the pain and the nightmare, my lung is punctured and blood is quickly streaming out. I hold my side feeling fresh blood trying to escape and get up but cry out at the pain, I run to the bathroom then kneel down going through the items trying to find the first aid. I have to throw away my bloody sheets before they come home I can't risk going back to the hospital, I find the first aid then quickly open it grabbing the roll of the bandage. I take my shirt off then try wiping the blood off of my body, I then start bandaging the wound wincing and whimpering at the pain. Once finished I start washing my hands and watch red water go down into the drain, I hear the door rattling then hear a voice saying, "We're home!" I curse under my breath then grab my bloody tee and run towards my room, I slam my door shut then grab my bed sheets ripping them off the bed. I hear footsteps coming upstairs then start panicking, I throw everything into my closet then close it once my door opens. My parents are standing there looking at me worried yet relief, I give a small smile then say, "Hi." Both give a small smile then walk over to me pulling me into a group hug saying, "Glad your okay, we love you so much." I bite my lip wincing at the pain then nod slightly, after they had left I let out a sigh of relief then sat on my bed touching my wound gently wondering.
Chapter 6 It's a day later now since I had gotten another serious stab wound again, I hid it carefully and well and I haven't gotten caught yet. I'm pacing around my room in deep thought, I only have one day to figure what's gonna happen to me and that's tomorrow. I haven't slept at all since the incident throughout to the afternoon, it's around 4:30 pm and I have big bags under my eyes and I have bloodshot eyes. My eye lids felt heavy with sleepiness and I felt myself breaking down with tiredness and exhaustion. Slowly I went to my bed then laid down on my side slowly, I winced at the small pain then thought maybe I could close my eyes for a just a few minutes. So slowly I closed my eyes then drifted off into slumber.. "I'm on the street surrounded by darkness, the moons bigger and has a reddish and whitish color to it. I stare at it then say softly, "The super moon." I then hear chuckling echoing from all around then saying, "Your times out Raquel." I then heard quick movements coming towards me, I had started to run but I had tripped and tumbled to the ground. The figure stopped near my foot then said, "I'll see you tonight." My eyes widen and before I could say or do anything I feel the ground start shaking underneath my body..."