Hello once again my wonderful readers. This chapter may be short but no worries. So sit back, grab a snack and enjoy what you can. :)
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Mrs.whittys POV:
"Layla just fell asleep...I wonder what she is dreaming about...by the looks of it though...it looks like she's having an extremely bad dream or rather a nightmare..."
(Inside layla's dream also layla's narrator POV)
You were running... you were a almost out of breath but you didn't care...as long as you got to that light at the end of the darkness that surrounded you... you continued to run... you finnaly made it...but then... the entire world of light around you faded into darkness and once more you found yourself running towards the light at the end of the long dark tunnel... it wasn't until you reached the light once more and it faded to darkness once more that you heard a voice say; layla... stop trying to run... it's all but a hopeless goal and dream of yours that you wish to accomplish... when in real life you know that you can't ... and know that you aren't even strong enough to overcome your own hatred towards the world.. you know that you can't even forgive everybody for the hatred,violence,and anger that they directed towards you as a child...even your mother had abandoned you... you just have to remember... and I shall make you remember!...
Images...
Images of you getting beaten by your father...
Images of you getting teased and hated...just for being different surrounded you.
(Layla's pov)
N-no!...stop it!...don't show me these things! Noooooooooo! STOP IT! PLEASE DON'T SHOW ME THESE THINGS!
(Back to layla's narrator)
You curled up into a small ball in the floor and hugged your knees tightly to your chest and cried.
(Back on the outside)
"Hey...is layla alright? I mean she's whimpering." Said/asked your cousin.
"No, I need you to wake her up. She's having a nightmare." Said/instructed Mrs.whitty firmly.
Your cousin did as she was told and woke you up.
(Layla's pov)
Huff...Huff...argh... I...I was...having a nightmare... I...I was scared for my life... that voice...I knew the sound of that voice...I knew who it was...it was...him.
Uhh...Layla? You aren't making any sense... and who is he?
(If you get why I put "he" instead of "him" then,hurray! If not...well then I just put it there to be grammatically correct.😊😊😊)
I-it's...m-my...(sigh)...f-father...b-but I thought he was dead.
Just then the voice inside layla's head says; oh no... I'm not dead... in fact I'm alive and well!... you will never be able to get rid of me! Whether it's outside of your head or inside of your head! This way I can keep tabs on you at all times you little piece of shit! Your my slave got it?!
(Layla's pov)
Argh! Shut up and get out of my head!
(Mysterious voices pov)
"Never you bitch! Until next time. HAHAHAHA!"
(Back to layla's narrator POV)
You started to cry softly into your hands and say; "why? Why is it always me? Why am I always the one that has to be the one to sacrifice so much for so little? Why? I thought that my life was going to get better but it's not... I mean it has but not by much... and the progress that I made in turning my life around had just been taken away from me. It's not fair!" You continue to cry as you are comforted by your cousin.
It was another hour before the train arrived at the station in Chicago so you just decided to cry in your cousin's arms.
(End chapter)
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Hello my wonderful readers. I hope this chapter was good enough for your tastes. Well I guess I will see you all in the next chapter. Bye bye!😊