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Chapter 1 Nightmare
10 years later
The moon shone brightly lighting up the little town of Burgess as the Sandman filled all the children's heads up with sand giving the young children beautiful dreams as the little beings dreamed of worlds made of ice cream and dessert, going back in time to play with the dinosaurs, or into the ocean where they swam with dolphins.
The children dreamed happily and Sandman was content knowing that all the children were safe and sound and happy.
He didn't know that one little girl was forgotten, a little girl with long white hair that was currently tossing and turning in her bed as dark nightmares plagued her dreams. Snow fell around the room as her fear started to intensify, above her sleeping form black sand danced as forming images more terrifying then the next appeared.
The ivory haired girl whimpered tossing and turning, the sheets falling off her bed as her fears became real in the recesses of her mind. Her eyes clenched shut as she went through the nightmare. Above her sleeping form black sand twisted revealing a dark figure in a long black robe that laughed cruelly in the images before the sand dissipated and the young girl woke up with a start. Breathing heavily as she looked around and realized that it was snowing.
She put her head to her knees and put both her hands to either side of her knees, as she attempted to remove the images from her mind. She stayed in that position for a few moments before noticing the snow that was falling all around her she breathed through her nose for a moment and closed her eyes and the snow stopped falling.
She closed her eyes once more. A dream that's all it was, a dream. It was not real; as her mother constantly told her, dreams were not real. They meant nothing; they had nothing to do with what truly happens in the outside world.
She looked to the window and she could see the moons glow her eyes filled with tears. The words that man had said inside her nightmare had frightened her, he had attacked every fear, every insecurity she had ever had about herself and showed them to her twisted and sick.
"You don't belong" He had hissed in her ear. "You're a freak, an abomination, you don't deserve to be here, and that's all anyone will ever see you as."
It wasn't true. Momma had told her so multiple times that she belonged, that while she was different, the different was good, it made her, her, it made her special.
Uncle Jamie would say that her father could do the same thing, Jack Frost- who she's never seen, could create ice and snow as well, using his abilities to make children happy.
Her dreams had attacked that as well. If your father is so great where is he? Why isn't he spending time with his beloved daughter?
She shook her head. Her mother had told her that Jack had not been seen since March before her birth and that he did not even now she existed.
Hurtful? Yes.
But it was a whole better than what that man had been suggesting.
Unless... unless her mother was lying to her? Unless her father knew about her, that her mother had told Jack about her and Jack, not wanting a daughter, ran away? Had momma lied to her to protect her?
Jackie shook her head. No, mother would not lie to her, her mother never had before, and she had no reason to believe her mother would lie about her about that. She had to believe her father was good; he was a guardian of childhood. He had to be.
Then there was Sarah as well, who knew her secret, and accepted it, and saw her for who she truly was. Sarah (as well as her mother and Uncle Jamie) could see her white hair and blue eyes as opposed to the brown hair and brown eyes that everyone else saw. Did that not count for anything?
The dream's words came back to her. "Your best friend, will only be there until everyone leaves you, then she will leave as well. She could never truly love a freak like you."
That was not true it couldn't be. Sarah loved her, Sarah was her best friend she would never abandon her. Of that was she certain.
She shook her head it was a dream it was not real. She had nothing to fear.
She looked to the door of her room and thought if maybe she should wake her mother and speak to her about this, before shaking her head.
Momma needed her rest. Her Mother had a meeting in the morning, and besides she was a big girl she could handle her nightmares on her own.
With that, she lied back down in bed pulling her blanket up to her chin and fell back asleep.
Pitch smiled, finally after years of planning and preparing and months of sending this girl frightening dreams, it was time. Beside him a nightmare neighed impatiently.
"Yes my pet, I believe it is time we put phase 3 into action" He said laughing cruelly, as he and the nightmare slipped into the shadows traveling back to his own lair.
A/N Well there is chapter 1. Hope you liked it!
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