Not Another Dream. Part 8
A girl has dreams every night, but they feel so real. Will her dreams become her reality?
Chapter 8. The Final Chapter.
"MIPA!" I scream. "Hold my hand tight." Kim whispers. As soon as I grab a hold, she jumps down the hole, pulling me with her. She stays silent, while I scream. Suddenly, it feels like I am being pulled apart, and I feel lighter. Then I start to fall again, only it feels like I’m jumping. I pass out, and wake up in the meadow again, with Kim by my side.
"Why did I wake up here!" I scream at her. "I-I….. I- uh," she stutters, "I don’t know. You… I... not. OH MY GOSH WHAT IS HAPPENING!" She shouts.
She grabs my hand and drags me along. "Mipa is my dog." She sighs. "I don’t know why she came but ever since she did I haven’t been able to change over properly, not wanting to forget my life before…. this. They haven’t wanted to give me a turn at this because they knew I would run away with you, not wanting to be a murderer, and I want to save your life."
I wake up. I let out the loudest, blood curdling scream I have ever heard "Are you alright?!" Mum shouts up the hall. "I’m fine," I shout. What, Why, How, I think to myself.
Kim is sitting on my bed.
Thanks for reading (:
Should I write another book?
"MIPA!" I scream. "Hold my hand tight." Kim whispers. As soon as I grab a hold, she jumps down the hole, pulling me with her. She stays silent, while I scream. Suddenly, it feels like I am being pulled apart, and I feel lighter. Then I start to fall again, only it feels like I’m jumping. I pass out, and wake up in the meadow again, with Kim by my side.
"Why did I wake up here!" I scream at her. "I-I….. I- uh," she stutters, "I don’t know. You… I... not. OH MY GOSH WHAT IS HAPPENING!" She shouts.
She grabs my hand and drags me along. "Mipa is my dog." She sighs. "I don’t know why she came but ever since she did I haven’t been able to change over properly, not wanting to forget my life before…. this. They haven’t wanted to give me a turn at this because they knew I would run away with you, not wanting to be a murderer, and I want to save your life."
I wake up. I let out the loudest, blood curdling scream I have ever heard "Are you alright?!" Mum shouts up the hall. "I’m fine," I shout. What, Why, How, I think to myself.
Kim is sitting on my bed.
Thanks for reading (:
Should I write another book?
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