Chapter 1:
Rozalyn sat up strait in giường still grasping her covers, gasping for air as her tim, trái tim raced. She tried her best to forget the horrible nightmare but it was like having a movie on replay when bạn are the main character. Nightmares were like warnings to her, to quit her dream, to not ever do a movie but since in her waking hours she was ok with horror phim chiếu rạp and books, she always just made herself forget. The nightmares were just mean jokes her head played again and again. She was always alone. To her the dreams of watching people she knows hoặc seen at school and sometimes trang chủ was simply...
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