Walking down the street, I noticed that, I was going towards the wrong way.

I wanted to go back to my house where my father took me yesterday, where I saw weird things, where I was making out with my boyfriend.

But instead of walking towards my house, I was walking down the street which leads to I don't know what way.

It was dark on both the sides.

I could hear nothing but cold winds blowing through the air making me realise that I am just wearing a white dress which wasn't sufficient to cover my body from this cold wind.

I knew that I am going towards some trouble but I was paralyzed and was walking as if someone was controlling me.

I heard faint mumbles of my name.

*June*

I stopped in my tracks and looked around...

Trying to hear more than that...

*My little girl*

I stopped because I knew who was calling me...

I know that voice of someone I know, someone familiar, someone who was close to me...

My heart was beating at the speed it never had. I was scared. I started walking quickly.

I decided to avoid the street and go back to home. Until then,

I heard a voice...

It was a Familiar voice but not just of one person. It was a voice of more than a person. Familiar but sinister voice of a male calling my name.

I turned, looking in all directions to find some silhouette or if to find from where the voice was coming.

There was a loud whimper continuing with an evil laugh. Trust me no one would be able to stand if they heard it. It was so cold and scary out there that I started feeling numb.

There was a voice of footsteps coming towards me. I turned and saw a dark silhouette coming towards me. The voice of the footsteps echoing in the street. I was not able to see the face of the person but I knew that it was a man.

I took a step backwards. But it won't stop. The silhouette kept walking towards me.

Humming in the dark scary night as if whoever it is, was happy to find me here.

I felt my goosebumps.

I felt something at the back.

I looked over to my shoulder to see a wall. A long black wall I don't know how long it was, it was touching the sky. I didn't have any way to escape from this silhouette coming.

The hum in the voice of the man became to fade away and I noticed it was standing right in front of me.

I felt two hands coming towards me to catch me. And then I noticed....

The hands. The same hands I saw in the house. Coming from behind the portrait of my dad.

It had long sharp steely nails.
Grabbing my both hands the silhouette came close to me.

Still I ccouldn't take a look at the face of whosoever was scaring the hell out of me.

*June, you're beautiful*

The silhouette said. Why do I get the feeling something familiar with the voice. It was like 3 people were saying it together but from the voices, there was a voice i knew...

And suddenly I felt the hands sliding down my waist...

And I was trying to run, to break this contact but I can't. I feel weak. And the silhouette is strong.

Struggling, I felt a string of pain in my flesh. I looked down at my hands and found them bleeding...

The nails were digging into my flesh and the blood was gushing through them...

I heard a faint laugh...

I knew something is going to happen to me but I have to do something...

The hands are sliding down to were my dress ends, down towards were my stomach ends

The piece of cloth I was wearing was torn apart with a quick move.

There was nothing I could do to save myself, I was covered now with the remains of my dress hanging by the upper part of my body. I felt exposed...

I felt hands running down towards the part it shouldn't be...

I didn't feel good...

I regret coming here...

I screamed for help but nothing came from my mouth...

Suddenly I looked up to see the face and my heartbeat stops.

I never ever in my life imagined that this person will be the worst nightmare of my life...

I woke up with the sudden rush of fear in my mind.

Sweat running down my head and neck.

I looked around to take notice of where I was.

I took a breath of relief when I came to know I was just in my room.

Turning to my bedside table, I looked at the time on my phone and noticed it's just been 6 in the evening.

And it was just a bad dream...

Yeah, adrenaline rushes back in my veins... Just a bad dream!

But then suddenly I felt the slight pain towards my hands...

And horror came back when I looked down.

There were deep cuts into my flesh.
The cuts were made by some sharp thing, like big long nails. . .

Nails...
Nails...
Nails...

Words spinning in my mind with the dream spinning right in front of my eyes...

I remember everything...

It wasn't a dream. It was real.

I thought.

Then how am I here safe? I noticed I am still wearing the same clothes i wore today- pair of short and crop top.

My hairs were damp with all the sweating.

I looked back down at the cuts in my arm...

Was it true what I saw in my dreams?

I mumbled to myself asking the same question again and again and then I realized something...

The silhouette and its face...

I remember the face of the person and its hands moving on my body with not so good touch...

Before I continue with my thoughts about the horrible dream, I heard few knocks on my door...

I walked towards it without even thinking who it could be...

I opened the door reveling who was there...

Before having the nightmare, if there was a knock on the door I wouldn't be scared to see the person standing in front of me, but now I am scared...

Because the person standing there was my dad...

My dad...

Adrenaline left me...
My heart stopped beating the moment I saw him...
I forgot to breathe...

I remember every detail of the dream.
The silhouette chasing me calling my name.
The nails digging into my flesh.
The hands moving down to my body where I never though it would be.
And the face of the person...

My dad

What if the nightmare was not just a dream?

Or what if I will face something similar to the same nightmare I saw today, in future?

I looked down at my hands finding no cuts!

My hands were normal.

There was nothing. No sign nor a bruise or something on my skin.

I felt my eyelids heavy and began to fall. I tried to keep up but the room and my dad started to spin in front of me.

Before I could manage to stand still I felt my body hitting the floor with my head...

With a high sound of thud...

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A/N

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