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Stella's POV
I saw myself in a hallway with rooms highlighted with tongues of fire like that of the day of pentecost. It took me an hour to decide on what to do, suddenly a hand pushed me and i started running searching for that familiar room which could take away all the fears but the hallway seemed endless as i kept running breathing heavily.
Once again, the dark hallway came to light which brought a large grin to my already swollen face. But then as i ran past each room, the lights went off and the bulbs were falling. Fear gripped me bad as my forehead starting heating, my teeth vibrating but the tears refused to fall off. I kept moving scared to turn back, when i finally did a face with fiercy eyes stared back. I tried to scream but it kept staring and coming closer and closer, as i tried to absorb the fear by closing my eyes, it smiled and vanished.
It seemed like i was in a roller coaster, i turned like a whirlwind under the spell of a witch and suddenly, a sharp edged knife screwed into my mouth, down to my throat dragging out my intestines which seemed like a long rope with lots of blood in them. All i could do was stand there transfixed staring at the devil performing his task, he immediately opened his mouth to mutter something and as he opened his mouth, i could see maggots and dead thing in between his large teeth and on his tongue. The smell alone drove me mad as i slumed with my intestines hanging on my lips. He carried his elephant legs full of thorns and kept on my stomach making me scream loudly while he kept laughing wickedly.
His face was invisible but i could see his mouth, feel his presence and hear whatever he said. When he was satisfied, he took off his legs and smiled while i laid there helplessly. He opened his mouth once again to say something but closed it again and again then finally, he said " 𝑫𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒊'𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒎 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝑺𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂, 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖" that gave me a good laugh as he went away, the hallway lights came back. I felt at peace kinda but his words bothered me "𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆" was that how to show it??
And with that i woke up to my mum tapping me hard..."𝑺𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂, 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒖𝒑 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒗𝒊𝒍. 𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒖𝒑" I jerked up immediately breathing heavily to realise twas just another nightmare. My mum was confused as i let out a loud cry. "𝑺𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂, 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒔 𝒘𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈??" my mum asked with a concerned voice, i was scared i couldn't mutter a word all i could do was stare at her confused face and close my eyes.....
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I started College with the help of my mum's best friend, Maggie. She made sure I and her daughter Prisca started the same time at Preston College Of Music which was my dream right from highschool. I put myself into learning music as my role model was Ellie Ross and my best piece was "Bad girl", I and Prisca had been childhood friends so it was so easy for both of us to get along and fun yunno, leaving the house finally and staying away from the outside world for awhile was one of the things that made me glad about college. Mum and Maggie dropped us off in Preston College on the resumption date and seriously I didn't expect mum to shed a tear but she cried and that alone made me remember my dad.
" Don't fail your dad" Thats all she could mutter between sobs and i appreciated that afterall.
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