Fall of Five

I am running. I am running so fast I feel like my heart and lungs are going to explode. But I have to ignore this pain if I want to survive. The soft pitter-patter of the rain does nothing but slow me down. I trip and feel a sharp pain in my knee and see a red liquid coming out of it. I try to recover but its hopeless I am in too much pain. Then as tall bulky figures appear through the darkness and rain I feel a hand on my shoulder and we take off again. All I can see of this person is bright red hair and the brownest eyes. They seem familiar like I know the person with those eyes would protect me always. We suddenly reach to a dark alley, a dead end and the figures corner us. My heart sinks I somehow know that this is the end. The arms that once held me released and my face hit the cold wet concrete. As the rain kisses my face ever so softly, I hear a loud blood curtailing screams and I see a big black boot walk towards me. He mutters words I can even try to understand and I feel a sharp pain.

I jolt up out of my bed with sticky sweat covering me. The dream haunted me again I thought to myself. It's been hard knowing that I have had the same dream for over a month. Just as my heart began to return to its steady pass my mother walks in my room. "Lori are you ok sweetie I heard you tossing and turning." I can tell she has been worried about me lately and I know it's not because of the nightmares I haven't told her about them yet. "Yeah mom I'm fine just worried about my chemistry test tomorrow" I don't know why but its like every atom in my body was meant to lie whether I wanted to or not. "Don't worry you will be fine, get some sleep I love you" and with that she left the room. I sat up once I knew she was gone and I stared around my room for a while I saw the various photos, awards and books I always indulge myself with. I think about the town that I have live in for all my life Bantam, Connecticut population 799. I reminisce about my friends and my family but as I look around and think somehow it all seems like someone else's life.

I awake the next morning with a soft greeting of sunlight shining through my curtain. I stretch as if I were a cat and finally get out of bed. It has always taken me awhile to get ready in the morning, though today I had the urge to take extra long. I went through my morning routine and lastly dress in my Brampton Academy uniform. Normally I was glad I didn't have to worry about picking out an outfit but today the customary shades of green made me feel unpleasant. I went down stairs to the smell of freshly made coffee, toast and scrambled eggs. "Morning kido!" exclaimed my dad, no matter what he was always his usually sparkling self. "Hey dad" I replied with low flat voice as I dropped myself on one of the dining chairs. Today just seemed off balance it seemed to routine. "Well it looks like someone is feeling a bit under the weather. How about on breakfast?" just as the last word came out a faint honk form outside slipped through the air. "Thanks dad but I got to get going" I hopped off the chair and grabbed a slice of toast and ran out the door getting my books and bag in the process. I opened the door and silently prepared for school.