Chapter 1.

the beginning of every story

Wha?? I sit up in bed fast! was it really all a dream? I look around my room... Nothing? nothing is in hare? nothing has been touched? I am in my room?

how... I stoped and thinked. was it really all a dream? but, it felt so real. everything I saw looked real. Snap out of it Grace! i shout to my self.

I am glad i live alone or other wise I would be in the funny farm for talking to my self the way i am right now.

But that is who i am, i guess you could say that is my story of my life to be wired.

the last thing I remember is 9 p.m. I was just gettimg ready for bed. I had a glass of water setting up pn my table next to my bed. I always get thirsty late at night when i had Chinese. juat as soon as i hit the pellow i fell asleep... My dream felt so real tho!

My dream... or i guess it was a Dream... I heard a sound i woke up. i have a nightlight in the bathroom just right around the corner or my bedroom so i could slightly see the hallway. did not see anything. it was raining outside. witch we ware not expecting rain till next week. but it is almost april after all.

I was just going to go back to sleep. but then i heard it again. a sound. nothing to describe the sound. is someone in my home? i thought to my self... I grabbed the knif out of my secret compartment that was in my bed bord. I grabed my rob and just wanted to make it to my nabers house. my cell phone stopped on me 2 weeks ago. what a perfect time too not have a cell!

I pout on my rob and had my knif. there was a sound again. i froz,as i saw a shadow coming bown the hall and the shadow was looking darker. then o saw shoes... i got behind my door and dumb me i forgot that stuppied muaic box... it did not open... but it made a slight sound...

you know how it ia when you would not even really notice on a day-to-day basis. well this time you could hear it plain as day!

the sounds stopped. but i am shaking. i feel like i can hear myself shake. I just hope I don't get my panic attack, not now!

CREEK... I held my breath. soon as this thing walk on that creeky board it made my heart skip a beat and race even faster to the point I thought I was having a panic attack.

I dont know how that feeling could be a dream? That fear coercing tho my vanes. I dont know i did not wake up!. but I some how had the courage to try and stab hom then i was going to run!... but instead... when i saw the dark figer in front of me i used all the force i had left and tryed to jab him in the back... but just before the knif could even get any closer then a inch between the knif and him... he took the knif out of my hand!

The knif landed clearly on the other sind of the room inside the closet. not its impossible to get it now!... his hand quickly grabed mine and i backed up as a instinct to get away from this person... but i bumped my table and spiled my water all over me and the floor. he still had my hand and cant brake free from it.

who the fuck are you? i shouted at him.

He pulled me closer as he spun me around to ware my back was up against his chest, and his arms ware crossed infront of my chest..

he leans over to reach my ear and said. "The very man who desires you".

He said it so soft but yet so tense that it make you want to give your self to him, but, yet be afraid of him. who is this man?

He tilt my neck slightly and started to breath gently on my neck... it felt real! the heat from his breath. and his cold hands that sent pleasure tho my body with the slightest tuch... It made me want to surrender... NO NO WHAT AM I THINKING! THIS IS NOT ME!

Get off me i screamed!!!!

his right hand covered my mouth as soon as i said what i did. his hands ware darl as night and cold.

hush my little pray he said so chill like.

I was able to bite his hand, soon as i did he tilt my neck again this time then last, i heard a wired sound like a cick mixed with a pop sound... then i felt a pinch and started to fall asleep.