Change of Heart

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I couldn't move; it felt impossible to breathe, as if I was being strangled alive. I didn't know where I was or how I had gotten where I was, all I knew was that I was going to die. I tried sitting up to no prevail, my wrists were bound behind me and with each struggle I felt the rope burns around my wrist begin to get worse.

I tried looking around the room, but it was complete darkness. Wait. No, it wasn't darkness I was seeing, but a cloth that was tied around my eyes, blocking my vision. 'I have to get out of here,' I thought to myself. I brought my knees up to my face, rubbing my face against them. 'Just a little more..' I sighed with relief as the cloth fell around my neck, but was quickly holding back a scream at the first glimpse.

Blood was everywhere, splattered along the curtains in the room, across the walls, along the floor in pools. The curtains were torn to shreds along the bottom of the windows; the shattered glass along the window frame hinted at a possible attempt at escape by another one who could have been trapped in this very room. And the floors, once probably a beautiful red oak finish, now had a dull look to it, with scratched engraved deeply into it that looked oddly close to nail scratches.

'Oh god.. .' I thought, 'I need to get out of here, there has to be a way.. .' I looked around the room, but my eyes slowly moved back to the shattered glass at the window. I looked around once more before shuffling myself across the floor. I leaned against the blood soaked wall and forced myself into a standing position, it was hard to walk. My feet were bound as well at the ankles. But if I could just get my wrists positioned right over the broken glass I can cut the rope.

I brought my wrists down slowly against the sharpened point; I slowly raked the glass against the rope. I could feel the rope weakening, but I could also feel the wave of pain sent through my body with every wrong move I made against the glass. With one final fast and hard sweep across the glass my wrists were free. I quickly grabbed a piece of glass off the floor that had fallen from the window and began working on my feet; I had to get out of here. But I was shaking so bad the glass kept rubbing against my skin. I held back the tears and finally broke through the rope.

'Go!' my mind shouted at me, I took off for the door and quickly ran for it. The forest was nearby, if I can make it there I'm free. I jumped off the patio and was quickly drawn to a menacing voice behind me.

"Awake are we?" I could sense the smile in the voice before I even looked, I turned around and the voice directed me to a figure hiding in the shadows. I couldn't see any features of the crazed person I presumed would be my killer. But I also didn't look closely; I just turned around and ran for it.

By the time I made it to the woods, I knew my feet were bleeding. With each step I took I could feel the branches and rocks scraping against my cuts making them worse. I don't know what gave me the strength to keep going but I couldn't stop. I had to get out of here.

The branches were scraping across my face, my hair catching on branches. But I didn't stop, I allowed my hair to be yanked out by the plants around me, allowed the branches to scrape across my face making blood flow into the corners of my mouth. I kept running until I couldn't run any more, and took refuge under a log bridge above the river.

'Please, don't find me,' I thought quietly, putting my hands over my mouth to stifle my deep breaths. Tears were flowing down my face now, I could taste the salt mixed in with the iron taste of my blood. 'Please, oh please don't find me.'

Everything was quiet; I was trying to hear something, anything that may lead me to believe he had found me. But all I could hear was the river flowing in front of me, the trees brushing against each other in the wind, and the birds. Wait. The birds weren't singing.

I closed my eyes, not wanting to believe he was nearby. I had nowhere else to run, no more energy to run. I was exhausted; my feet were cut too badly. I trembled with fear, not allowing myself to believe he had found me, but instead allowed myself to believe I was safe and sound in the comfort of my home.

I opened my eyes, and met only the blue eyes rimmed in red staring back at me. The purple jagged marks spread across the side of his face, and the fangs pointing towards the earth floor surrounded in that menacing smile shouting death. And just as he lifted his clawed hand stained with blood into the air and down towards me, I let out my last ounce of energy into the blood curdling scream that escaped my lungs.

"No!" I shot up out of my bed screaming. My pajamas were stuck to me, the sweat dripping off my face along with the tears I could no longer hold back. I looked around, and sighed heavily as it dawned on me that it was only another nightmare.

"Thank goodness," I sighed, as I allowed myself to relax back against my pillow, "it was only a nightmare."

'But a damn realistic one at that.' I thought to myself, my nightmares had never been that real, had never caused me to wake up in such a bad sweat. Nor did I know what these nightmares meant or why I was having them.

I looked at the clock and groaned, it was still only 2am. I could still gain 5 more hours of sleep before the alarm went off for school. I slowly laid back down and hugged my blanket into me creating an almost barrier around myself. I slowly closed my eyes and drifted back into sleep, I could think more about this dream tomorrow; thinking about it now would only cause me to be up all night.

END CHAPTER 1.

Well, there's chapter one completed. I hope you all enjoyed it just as much as I enjoyed writing it! Leave a review and let me know what you think! I tried to keep my grammar as best as I could for you all. Now, let's see..what to write for chapter 2. I'll try to update as soon as I can! But until then, show me some love people!

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