Wishing to Wake

"Expect the unexpected" anon.

I stood there in disbelief. Every inch of my body quivered, beads of sweat began to form on my brow. I staggered backwards, colliding with the door. My shaking hand rattling up against the knob, and I clutched it tight. This couldn't be true.

" What are you talking about?" I asked, 'How can I be asleep?"

"Oh, but you are Anna, well, I mean…technically speaking," Dumbledore said, his half moon glasses reflecting the light from the candle on his desk.

I gulped. So many thoughts flooded into my head.

"Although, I have to say, that this is all very real," he said shifting glances around the room.

"I…I don't believe you!!! To many things have happened! And I already told you that I couldn't dream! I think you're just some psycho who wants to trick me into thinking I'm in some alternate, freaky reality!! Just so you could…could…do stuff to me!! Well, guess what I am not gonna fall for it!!!" Anna screamed at him.

"No Anna, I am not hear to terrorize you in any way! I know this is hard to believe, but if you would just let me explain, I can give you the answers you desire! You ARE dreaming, but everything is real!"

My hand flung to my arm, and I started to pinch myself multiple times.

"If I'm dreaming, if I'm asleep, I want to wake up! I WANT TO WAKE UP! WAKE UP!"

Dumbledore sighed and said, "If you would just let me explain…"

"NO!! I'm DONE HERE!" I yelled at him. And with a turn of the doorknob I hurtled out of the room.

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My bare feet were slapping against the cold stone, my breathing was heavy while I ran. I can't do this! I need to get out! What will happen to me? What will they do to me? As I sprinted down the corridors, I flew by the odd portraits as I thought I saw them catch glances at me through the darkness. I ran faster and faster. I needed to get away. As I ran, droplets of tears flowed from beneath my eyelids.

I didn't know where I was again. I just wanted to get as far away from him as possible. I felt like my lungs were going to burst, for I sprinted as fast as I could. I needed to stop, but I could not. Now I felt like I was like a runaway car that could not stop. Like a gear had popped and my brakes weren't working.

All of a sudden, as I was running in the dark, I collided. I collided with something very hard. Whatever it was it sent me flying backward this time, and I skidded on my back across the floor. My head hit the floor again, and I could have sworn I almost blacked out, but I didn't. My eyes were closed and I lay there on the ground. Breathing heavily, sweat coated my face.

My eyes shot open, and I sprang up.

"WHAT THE…"

Before I could finish, footsteps rang out into the darkness.

They became louder.

They approached where I was.

They stopped.

I looked around, but there was nothing. I just closed my eyes and curled up where I lay.

"Wake up. Wake up. I want to wake up." I whispered to myself.

"Who are you?" a voice asked.

Someone was standing next to me, but I didn't look up. I couldn't. I was done.

"Who are you?" the voice asked again.

I remained silent.

"Please tell me," the voice asked.

I sat up slowly. My long, ebony, black hair fell against my pale face. I sat up, but I didn't look up.

"My name is Anna," I said tenderly and almost quiet enough that whoever was speaking to me could not hear. I felt dead. I was done getting angry.

"Why are you here?" the voice asked. Now I could decipher that it was a male voice.

"I wish I knew." I said still whispering. "Please…"

"Please, what?" the boy asked me.

I lifted my head slowly and looked up.

Green eyes staring at me through bookworm glasses, he stood there…waiting.

My mouth opened slowly as the stale words slipped out of my lips.

"…Don't hurt me."

And everything went black.