I was sitting on my orange bed. Surrounded by all my confort items. Was I crying. Yep, I was, What happened. I looked at my teddy bear. Starry, your always there for me aren't you. Suddenly he began to melt. W-WHAT THE HELL! Next I know All the colors in the room were melting away, leaving me in a shadeless white room. I was the only thing with color. Whats happening. Then suddenly a red substance was filling the room from the bottom. A sticky Red Substance. BLOOD! I begin to panic and look around, no door, no window, no place to escape. So i close my eyes tightly and sount. 1.2.3. When I open them next, I'm surrounded by the blood. Unable to breathe, Drowning. But I see something in the distance, a figure. A way out. So i attempt to swim. No use I never learned. So i sink to the bottom and walk as fast as I can to the figure jumping to propell myself futher occasionally. I cant make it out until I am nearly a foot away. 2 dead bodies. I look closer. Its my parents. I turn trying to cry but every time I begin to, No tear escape my burning sight. I'm going to die aren't I. I close my eyes and next I know. I'm my 7 year old self again. In a dim lit room. My mother sleeping besides me. A scene I am to well aqquainted with. Another Nightmare that occures only on the nights I fight with my mom or dad. My eyes flash open as I hear a crash. The sliding glass door. So I shake my mother, trying to arouse her but she was already up and aware of the new noise. We both stand up and begin walking into the hallway of the house. We stop at the main door. My father was facing a man wearing all black. My dad was Holding the baseball bat that we use to practice softball occasionally. The man is holding up a gun to my father. My mother is unlocking the front door and opening it slowly and pushing me behind her. Suddenly the man shoots and before I know it my father is laying on the ground. HES DEAD! My mother is pushing me out of the door quickly. What is she saying, I cant hear, Did the gun cause my ears to go numb.My mother hits the ground and I hear it the noise of the clutch releasing and the bullet flying Hitting the back of my mothers skull and driving through her forehead causing brain and blood tosplat on the wall. I'm frozen But I find enough strength to run. I run to my normal hiding spot behind the apartments. I fall on the rigid wall cutting open my palms, the blood running down my fingers as I fall to the concrete. Mom. Dad.... I zoned off staring at my hands unable to move my mucseles. Suddenly I heard woots and then footsteps closing in on me. I move my head to look up. A man with blondish hair and light blue eyes was looking down at me. Poor thing... He lifted the gun putting it to my forehead. Any.... Wait what did he say. He looked at me then repeated. Any last words kiddo. I couldn't move, I couldn't push the weapon away. I couldn't do anything. Help me. Please. I closed my eyes and I heard him release next I knew I was awake for real in my bed heavily breathing at the sound of my 9:00 alarm.