I woke up in a house that wasn't mine. it was a small cottage house. I went down the short stairs to what looks like a kitchen. The kitchen looked old, like in the 1850's. I was kinda freaked out I wanted to go back home. When I looked to the other side of the stairs I saw the girl I saw last night. She was kissing a girl... And then a woman who looked 40-50 walked in and saw the two girls. she looked P I S S E D kinda like Elizabeth..
Was I in the story I read? no I was dreaming right. I pinched myself to make sure I was, yep I'm dreaming. she was walking to the girl which I'm guessing was Macy, when all of a sudden everything went black for a second. Then I saw Elizabeth coming towards me, I was now where Macy was sitting. Elizabeth took out the knife I tried to run but I couldn't. I was scared I didn't wanna feel what Macy felt. I was trying to wake up every possible way I could think of but it didn't work. Then Elizabeth swang the knife across my neck sliting. I felt my neck bleed out for one second and it hurt so bad, but then I woke up.
I woke up sweating all across my face. My neck was sore now "what the frick just happened?!?!" I said, (and yes I still don't properly cuss). I stood up and got a wet tissue to wipe off my face. (cause logic). I went to the bathroom and took a shower to get the dream off of my mind. I got out and got into a comfy long sweater and some big shorts. After schoolwork I decided to go outside and play to get some fresh air. I got on my shoes and opened the door to the outside.
I was walking around and got on my little swing and swung for a while. I eventually got bored so I went to a log and started singing. I really love to sing people have told me I'm really good but I'd say I'm average. I was singing a lullaby my mom sang to me sometimes as a little kid before she had to work again. In the middle of my singing I hear someone say "you have a pretty voice."