My Dreams Of Love

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I have never been so happy and I had always dreamed of something like this. I never truly believed in love, I tried many times to believe it in. I met him when I was going through a rough patch in my life. Unlike everyone else, he was always there for me. We were so unbelievably happy, everything I had always wanted. We had shared moments and memories together that would forever be apart of my life. I had dreamed of being with someone who fit my personality and who seemed to know everything about me. I never worried about how much he seemed to know me because I was a very open person. There were some secrets but everyone has a secret. I felt like he always knew where I was even if I hadn’t told him. *Text message ring* “What are you up…show more content…
I felt anxious and scared to fall asleep that night. Every noise I heard, I felt it was him. I woke up the next morning and things in my room was switched around. I left my water bottle next to my bed and when I woke up it was on my desk. I convinced my mother that I felt sick and she allowed me to stay home from school. She made me understand that I had to go to school the next day. I felt the air was different and it caused me to hide in bed all day. My phone rang all day but I did not touch it. I was terrified to face him or even see the text messages. I glanced over a few…show more content…
I had officially shut him out of my life but I could still feel his presence. Almost like he was inside the house with me, hiding somewhere. I planned on going to bed early, I hadn’t slept longer than three hours in a few nights. I got ready for bed and I turned my phone off for the night so I wouldn’t be woken by him. Three hours later, I was woken by the sound of cups clinking in my room. I quietly peeked one eye open and there he was, I tried to not make a sound. I just wanted him to leave me alone and I never wanted to see him again. I closed my eyes quickly but I felt a tight grab on my arm. Violently, I was picked up and throw over his back. He placed a note on my bed and I caught a glimpse of it. I was able to take a glimpse at the note and it read “Do not come looking for her. She is now safe.” He carried me down the steps and outside to his car. He pushed me into the trunk of his car where I cried for help but no one could hear me. I should have told someone, I should have told someone, I should have told
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