Chapter 1
Bad dreams
I have to get there! I have to get there in time! Please let me make it!
I busted through the door and froze at the sight of what I saw. "No, no, no, no, no, no..." I shook my head.
Blood was splattered all over the room. All over the...walls, ceilings, and the flo- oh god! No! Body parts were sprawled all over the floor, all over. Separated from the other body parts I could make out 3 heads. With hair color that was familiar.
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no..." I chanted.
My knees buckled below me and I dropped to my knees in shock. It can't be, no it can't...
I felt my hand touch something slimy. I lifted it to my gaze. There was blood all over my hand. I stood abruptly up. It was all over my body, all over. I'm about to lose it.
"I have to get out of here!" My voice laced with pain. I turned around towards the door and froze in my place again. My mother's body was tacked to the back of the door, swollen and bloody. Her Brown eyes gazing at me.
I couldn't hold it in anymore. I let out an ear piercing scream.
My eyes popped open and I quickly sat up, looking around my room. It was clean. I looked at my hands next and they were clean. My breathing was really fast and I was fully in sweat.
I touched my forehead. I haven't had that dream for awhile. Sigh. The clock said it was 6:43 a.m. I might as well get up.
My names Manvi Chaudary. I'm 20 and have been living by myself for quite some time. A long time ago I had a huge family. A mother Suman Chaudary a father Madan Chaudary 1 younger brother Dabbu n a sister Tanya di. I loved them deeply...but it seemed someone felt differently. They mercilessly murdered my friends and family.
But that was a long time ago. Right now, I'm living a regular high school life. Well as regular as it can be.
I plopped some bread into the toaster and leaned on the counter waiting. It was so quiet. Really quiet, this is how my life is like. Quiet and slow.
So boring.
Suddenly a loud beeping sound cut through the silence.
I went to the living room and picked it up. The caller I.d. Read unknown. I don't answer unknown calls. You have to be cautious these days.
After 6 rings the call went straight to the answering machine.
The answering machine said the traditional, "You have reached Manvi. Sorry but I am not home at the moment so leave a message." and then a beep.
"Manvi! Manvi!" an elderly voice said. The voice sounded familiar. "This is the third time I called. You can't be out since you have school tomorrow. Anyway..." there was a pause, and then the man finally talked. "Manvi I'm...so sorry for all that I have caused you. It's been 6 years since my your father and rest of the family passed away." I knew instantly who it was. It was Grandfather. "You don't know how sorry I am for not contacting you. But please understand! Your father, Madan was my pride and joy, he meant the world to me. It's just when I heard what had happened to everyone, I...it just upsetted me so much that I just shut down until recently. It's just I, I just...I um...I just realized what's important right now. I was so wrapped up in the past that I forgot about everything else. I apologize for that to. You don't know how truly sorry I am. Well I want you to, I want you to come live with me. I should at least be there for my granddaughter. I'll be staying at the Midnight Blue hotel." and then the message was over.
I stood there for a moment stunned. I had wanted this in so long. To be with someone familiar. I had wanted his help but I stopped wanting his help awhile ago. He didn't answer my calls. I don't need his help now.
I went to the kitchen to see my pop tarts were already down. I put them in my box and headed off to my room to get dressed for another day.
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