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(Finish reading at my other account: chillbones) [REWRITE] Every night, I wake up to the same nightmare. All I can do is sit in my freezing bed and watch it all flash before my eyes. "Do you feel the cool wind?" He questioned with chapped lips spreading wide into a bone-chilling, thin grin. I remember how his hand grips at my pipes, my head turning into a warm haze. "I said: do you f-feel it?" With the question still lingering in the air, my vision goes dark and all is silent. Thank god it is just a bad dream, right? ___________ *TRIGGER WARNING* - murder - mental, emotional, and physical abuse - drug abuse - alcohol abuse - identity theft, etc... Read at your own risk. No, I DO NOT support or encourage to do these things. This is just a story.
1; the man with brown eyes
