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The Doom of Fate part 2!!!


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Slowly, the nightmare I dreaded every night overtook me. I walked into man after man and woman after woman. The last woman was extremely familiar. Yet I stabbed them killing them instantly. Blood was everywhere. My heart was in my ears. Since I couldn’t stand it anymore, I woke up breathing heavily, sweating through my red pyjamas, seeing myself at the front door of my house. When I went to my mom’s room, my emotions went from confused to depressed. Why you ask? My mom was killed but what’s bizarre about this is that no blood pooled around her wound. The knife laid next to her with no blood but I could clearly see that there were a stab mark. Was I hallucinating? “What is happening? Why is this happening?” I shrieked. 

I staggered sadly to school, I couldn’t concentrate. My mind was just focused by the damage I had done. I didn’t even manage to get a ‘good-day’ nap! Was it a dream though? I was standing at my front door last night when I woke up. As quick as a flash, I took out my laptop and carried on researching until I found a website that stated “ ways to stop sleepwalking”, which made me very hopeful which I had never felt before.

The next day was the funeral of my mom, which left me in tears and on my knees as the coffin was buried. Grief hovered over me like a cloud as I received many hugs and kisses from my wide family. After that devastating experience, my Aunt Wren and Uncle Billy came to the house to take care of me. Aside from that, my cousin Arthur (age 8) and Mari (age 12) came with them. Weeks flew by as I carried on my usual routine. Weekends: most of my life is spend on my time with my cousins, sharing wondrous memories which I didn’t get as a child. 


I didn’t forget about the website I found before as I was still killing off many lives in my sleep. So as every brainless (it was later a stupid decision) teenager, I contacted them. Thrill swirled over my mind as tonight I’ll finally get a good night sleep at last. Every night, I try to do what the website said: go to bed at 8pm and get up at 6:30am. 


To be continued....

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  1. I want to read part 3 now! It is so interesting!!!

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  2. We hope interesting next part....!

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