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My feet were moving to thier own accord. Taking me to a place unbenonsed by me. It was as if I had no control, they had a mind of their own. The woods were dark that night and I couldn't see much of anything. The deeper I went something began to feel out of place. A prickly feel began to run up my spine. Thats when I heard the voices. They were voices you could never forget. Ones that you heard in your nightmares. I found my way towards them. Who would be out here in the middle of the night? Well besides me of course. There was a clearing with light. I made my way to edge of the tree line. And saw something that made me want to scream. They had a boy. He was around 15 or 16 and he was tied with chains. A boy that I would reconize anywhere. They had HIM. He was fighting against those chain with everything he was worth. The voices had been coming from two men in dark coats with hoods on. They were standing over by a small fire. Doing something, I couldn't tell what. They made their way over to the boy and I saw what they had in their hands. Knives, large knives.

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This is not done yet as you can tell. Its about a nightmare I had. I know there is spelling mistakes and some grammar also. Please do not rip me apart.

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  • Amaylisse
    February 1

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    Wow....that is an extremely freaky nightmare you had. I believe your nightmare can turn into a fantastic horror story filled with fear. I suppose that boy, do you know him? Usually we wouldn't be dreaming of random people, usually the people we know.
    If you do know that there are some spelling and grammar mistakes in it, please take the time to actually correct it. That's my criticism.
    Also, I can feel your story is slightly 'rushed'. Slow the pace down a little so the readers can enjoy your story fully.

    • TheDayTimeStopped
      February 3
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      Well the really weird part about my nightmare was that I don't actually really know the boy on it. I see him in the hallways, I know his name and I'v talked to him once or twice, but I don't know him. In the dream though I did. When I have the chance I will fix my spelling and grammer mistakes, normally when I get on this sit I don't have enough time to do much. I will take your advice and try and slow it down. Thanks for the comment!