Dawn - 5 "I'm so glad you're okay!" Sky shouts, pulling me into another big embrace.Dawn - 5 by ~xFionnax
I nod, feeling her sleek brown hair brush against my cheek. I wrap my arms around her neck, enclosing the embrace knowing at least she cares. She lets go of me when I hear her phone ring an up-beat song, and I watch her slip it out of her back pocket. She raises her index finger at me, indicating she needs a moment. I step back a little and realize how dark I look. I wonder if my clothes are still at my house... I look down the street to wear my house stays still. It's still the plain white house, with both sides symmetrical. A wooden front door, a couple of wind
Dawn - 4 I blankly stare at Jeff, and feel my pulse quicken and throb, almost painfully, throughout my wrists, finger tips, chest, and neck. I mutter "Jeff", repeating who he claims himself to be. I say it softly, but enough for him to hear and answer. He nods slowly, and my mind automatically recalls the way he hummed his name. It seems so familiar the way he said it.. I think I've heard it in my dream before, when I was still here in the hospital, or knocked out. How long ago was that..? Seems like forever. Somehow the image of the man named Jeff wasn't the man sitting next to me... but my attacker. Though his voice was the exact same soothing voiDawn - 4 by ~xFionnax
Dawn - 3 I wake up to a soft, fuzzy sound of a heart-beat monitor. I feel numb all over, like I can't move anything. The rhythm of the heart beat becomes louder, and more clear, and I slowly begin to open my eyes. I try to fully open them, but it feels like tiny little weights are attached to my eyelids. I manage to open my right eye, because my left eye feels like it's tightly packed under an eye patch. I try to lift my limb arm, and eventually get it up to my face, to feel the object covering my left eye. I feel around, and I know it is an eye patch. I'm in a hospital room. What the hell happened?Dawn - 3 by ~xFionnax
I sit up, only to feel a sharp pain strike my l
Dawn - 2 I grab hold of the man's wrist (the hand with the knife)and twist hard. His arm becomes weak, and I kick him hard in the stomach, causing him to fall to the floor. I quickly hold him down by the wrists to the floor. Once again, I feel a stinging sensation on my back where the wound is. I loosen up, not enough for this psycho to escape though.Dawn - 2 by ~xFionnax
"Are you insane, man?!" I say still restraining him.
"Heh..Ha! Ahahaha! Heh!" He laughs insanely.
I weaken by the pain, and the fear this guy brings me. Who is this guy?! How the hell did he get in here?! I keep control of his wrist on the floor, and steady my position. I realize my grey shirt