By: cornteen*edit*
Chapter 1: the nightmare begins.
My story begins ten years ago, I was fifteen,off in a dream, but it wasn’t a dream it was a nightmare. I was surrounded by big, muscle bound brutes, twelve of them. I was up against a brick wall. I thoght I was about to die when a strange girl wielding only a small stick took the beating for me, I was shocked.
She had on what looked like a beautiful white nightgown that was torn to shreds, no sleeves, and the hem at her knees, i could tell the men had been rough, I was surprised she wasn't dead! She had a slight tan, not golden, but enough to see it. Her hair was pure white as thogh she had bleached it her whole life,it was a shoulder length cut,i'd never sean hair the way her's was, it looked as thogh she had come straght out of an anime fighting game. She then stood fully upright , and out of nowhere said ”what’s your name?”, in a voice so soft, so gentle, so…soothing , that I almost didn’t reply.
“B…Billy, Billy McPrice.” I answered.
“Hello Billy, we will meet again.”
Then she was gone, she walked ten or so yards and then jumped to a roof top ten,or so,feet off the ground.
Next thing i knew I had woken up,pondering the things the girl said. Thinking it only a dream I got out of bed,and i quickly forget all about the dream, got changed for school, and went to say good bye to my family, when I saw my life change befor my eyes. The same twelve men, dead this time, the same girl, but a different expression on her face, sadness, despair, grief, the look of a hunter who accidentally shot there sons favorite hunting dog in front of his eyes, the saddest look i'd ever seen, tears running down her face, I wanted to know why she was crying, then she spoke “I’m sorry that I visited you last night but if I hadn’t, you would have died too.” Then I looked down and at my feet, ther were the corpses of my family, mom, dad, my sister carly, and my beloved Chihuahua, churo, all dead, my first thought was that I must still dreaming, but then “Your not dreaming, unfortunately, there all dead, I didn’t get back in time. I’m sorry.” she said.
“Who are you?!” I asked more out of anger than curiosity.
“I am called, Layla.”
This is the first chapter of a book im writing. ch.2 in next post. ch.3 has a title but no story yet T_T_tell me what you think! criticism of all kinds
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(i just wanted to use them XD but only 10 T_T lol)
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