ANGEL
I wasn't sleeping, just laying very still. I could hear others talking. I wondered why no one has noticed my existence since we got back. Oh well, it didn't really matter, all my friends were safe. Well, almost all of them, a few of our warriors had been killed in the surprise attack. I unwillingly let out a sob, it wasn't very loud. But I didn't care if anyone heard it. As long as they were safe.
I hadn't noticed in my deep thoughts that i had been falling asleep. I shifted my position. Sighing loudly as i finally drifted off to sleep, like the others. But as soon as i did i knew i wasn't going to sleep well. I envisioned myself back at camp, during the fight. The tent were in flames, and all the surviving people were still there. Slowly one by one they disappeared, not like how nia and i had, and they weren't dieing. They just, poof! Gone. Once they were all gone i found myself holding a sword. A sword, something i can't use. A dark warrior approached me, ready to strike. Was my dream willing me to kill him? I-I just couldn't! I could never kill a living thing! No matter how evil and twisted it may be. My dream did other wise, i swung the sword, cutting deeply through him. Then, like the others, he disappeared.
The night terror kept replying again and again in my head. I was screaming in my dream, i don't know when i started... at the second or third time i killed him. All i knew was my dream was now filled with my terrified screams, sobbing and tears. Why couldn't i wake up already! Was i that blooming tired?
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