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I Cant Ever Wake Up

I can't ever Wake up ★oneshot★

I walked through the rubble of what once was Belleville, New Jearsey. The air was misty, the cries of my loved ones ringing through my head. The skies were gray, though the skies have always been gray. In the distance I seen an average height man, though he was taller than me. 'Everyone's taller than you, frank' I thought. His hair was black, moderatly long and sweaty, even though the bitter cold stung my body. But the man, I knew I've seen him before. I've seen him every day even. I glance back down to my feet, to see Black shoes accompanying mine. I look back up to see the man one again, though this time I can appreciate and admire his features, him being right infront of me. His Hazel Green eyes didn't break contact with mine, though his hair was mostly covering them. The pure silence was golden, we both just stood there, and it never got monotness. Before I could try to greet him, the silence was broken by the pressure of his ice like freezing pale hands clutching harder and harder onto my throath. My wheezing was meant to be attempts to scream. Everything was a rush. The man began to look pressured, I guess I was a tough cookie to crumble. His eyes were bloodshot and his teeth are gritting, making him shake from the preasure. I began to allow myself to die for him slowly with faded movements. A wave of blackness surrounded me until I was in a bottomless pit of nothing
I woke with a gasp. 'Just a dream again' I thought. This happened every night for the past 2 months. A relentless cycling of choking. I got up, trying to shake it off. 'Ill just take a walk' I thought. I put on my converse, jacket and pants, and stepped outside my door. The fresh cool air calmed me, whilst the children's laughter from the park near me reassured me. I walked down the path to stop as I seen a man, black sweaty moderatly long hair, average height yet taller than me grin, and next thing I knew it, my attempts of breathing were futile as I was just another victim of this sick crime.

Notes

This is my worst one yet. Sorry guys I'll post better ones, promise. And I might take requests, just no smut
- HelenaCøbain

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