Hidden
Chapter 2
I woke up screaming. I opened my eyes and started breathing heavily. My eyes moved around my room. I checked the left side of the room. I see nothing but my couch, bookshelves, and the television with all of my game systems underneath the television stand. I looked straight ahead and nothing but my bathroom door. Then finally, I looked to my right, and again, nothing but the stairs that leads to the first floor, and my closet, which was next to the stair case. My room is basically a big giant basement.
I took a deep breath.
"It was only a dream." I muttered to myself. It's the same dream over again since…, well since…
"Color?" My door banged, which made me jump off of my bed. I started to relax, recognizing my brother's voice.
"Yes?" I yelled back.
"I heard you screaming. Are you okay?"
Every morning starts out like this. I blame myself. I blame him.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"Another dream, huh?"
"Yes" I sighed and sat back down on my bed.
"Well, um, I got breakfast ready."
"Okay, I'll be right up."
"Okay."
I listened to his footsteps fading away. I hope his cooking improved. I stretched and went to the bathroom, washed my face, and brushed my teeth. I stared at myself in the mirror in disgust. I have bags under my grey eyes. My short, black hair looked like a hot mess. I sighed and combed my hair out with my hands and tried to smile. God, I look like I haven't slept forever. I turned and walked up the stairs.