Dream Girls
"Okay i'm off to bed you guys, ever since Wyatt started that adorbale screaming through the night I haven't been getting much sleep", said Paige as she yawned walking up the stairs.
"Sleep tight Paige, don't let the demons bite", Phoebe and Piper jeered.
Paige made her way up the stairs with bags under her eyes, very zombie like. Paige thought she heard a whisper, she had been hearing things since last week which happened to be Prue's fifth anniversary. She remembers visting Prue's grave, watching Phoebe and Piper brake down.
Paige was exhausted and the whispering and voices in her ear was not going to stop her getting to sleep. As soon as she shut her eyes she was out cold.
She looked out her bedroom window, something seemed out of the ordinary. Paige opened her bedroom door and headed for the stairs. "get out now", said a familiar yet chilling voice.
"You heard me foxy, beat it!", screamed Prue. "Prue but...but...your...dead?", stuttered Paige in disbelief.
"Oh yeah, could a dead witch do this?", said Prue with a flick of her hand. Paige was sent flying accross the room and smashed into a picture of herself and the girls.
"Phoebe?", "Piper?", called Paige as she struggled to get up, she got no reply.
Paige orbed to the kitchen, but her sisters were no where in site.
Prue walked into the kitchen, head held high, wrapped in her own ego. "Ready for more?", exclaimed Prue with a wicked grin.
She punched Paige, Paige went soaring through the air and pounded into the grand father clock, "Prue whats your problem?", cried Paige.
"You!" , Prue took an athame out of her pants pocket and through it at Paige. "Ow!", moaned Paige. The athame grazed her shoulder, leaving a small wound.
Paige shut her eyes for a second.
"Paige, paige, paige...wake up", said Piper as she shook Paige, as she lay in bed.
"Is she gone?", said Paige nerviously.
"Who Paige? It was all a dream", laughed Piper.
Paige was so relieved.
"Hey Paige, your shoulders bleeding".