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nightmare p.42Tears ran down my face as the fires of hell were now on my cheeks. I screamed at the top of my lungs in rage of being treated as if i were still five. I then bumped into a body. A hand grabed my arm hard. I quickly yanked away, but the arm grabbed me once more.
"Let go of me!" I yelled
A fimiliar voice came from the blurred body
"Shhhhhh Sam it is me. I fallowed you and now Nathan is coming after you so i wanted you to hide."
It was the boy that Nathan cussed like a sailor at. I stopped figiting and he lead me somewhere that i couldn't see because of my wet eyes. It was now dark and i heard Nathan's voice calling for me. I stayed silent t
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It began and ended with a word.
Not a particularly strong or powerful word, but a word that changed everything. It wasn't too long or difficult to spell. It wasn't uncommon either. In fact, it was a perfectly ordinary word, but, I suppose, its commonplace origin is what made it so special.
I loved that word.
But the word doesn't mean much without the story along with it and I was always one for telling good stories.
I ignored the call from the other room and remained seated. That tone wasn't unfamiliar. Taking a bite from my toast, I waited for him to call again. It wouldn't be more than ten—
"Sammy! Come q
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