It started when I was five, in 2009, when my family moved to an uninhabited island. “Mommy, why did we have to move here?” “ for research my darling! This uninhabited island is full of mysteries and undiscovered animals!” I didn’t get it at the time, but my mother was right this island was full of mysteries, mysteries that no little kid should encounter.

    Nothing happened for the first few months, but then one day my mother and father were out exploring and I heard a sound. “Uh? Who’s there?” “come gril come to me, come and gain a great power.” I heard whispers talking to me. It was scary. “Come to me girl and gain a power, gain a power that will destroy all………” The whisper didn’t finish it’s sentence and it was bothering me. “ destroy all what!? Come on tell me?! Destroy all what!?” “ come to me and you’ll find out.” 

    I really wanted to know. I started to walk towards the voice. “ that's it, come to me, come to me.” The voice scared me, but I think that’s what made me do what it said. I reached a rock, a glowing, purple, rock. “ Touch me, girl, touch me and you’ll find out what I was going to say.” I touched the purple rock. “ Happiness gain a power that will destroy all happiness!” That very moment is where the nightmare started. “Uh, where am I?” “you're now a captive in the prison I once was in.” “Captive?” “Yes, little girl, you are now imprisoned in a cage of nightmares, and now I am free, Thank you gril, and goodbye, forever.” 

    “ Jasmine, We’re back, honey......... Jasmine?! Where are you?!” I heard my mommy yelling my name and asking where I was. “Mommy I’m here! I’m in this rock!” “ Jasmine ?! you're in a rock?!” I wasn’t for sure my mom could hear me but I’m glad she could. “ Yes, mommy!” “ Jasmine! Stop moving, I’ll come and get you!”  “ Mommy! I’m not moving!” “ I told you to stay put! You are moving farther away from me!” I hard my mom getting closer. “Mommy!?” “Jasmin! Where are you?” Now my mom was very close, probably right next to me.

“ Mommy I’m right here!” “ Jasmen!? where are you!?” “I’m right here!I’m right here mommy!” “Jasmen!?” my mommy can’t hear me now, but why? “Jasmen!?” I can hear her, my mommy is crying. Now she is walking away.”How sad, you'll never talk to your mother again.” The whispering voice came back. “Why are you here? you said goodbye forever.”

“I couldn’t resist watching your life fall apart.” The whispering voice was mean, I don’t like him “You're mean! I don’t like you!” “I’m sorry I can’t hear you that well, are you trying to say something.” “ Yes! Yes I am! Why can’t anyone hear me!” Because of your yelling.” The voice sounded closer to me like his face was touching the rock I’m imprisoned in. “Yelling? What does that have to do with it?” “If you whisper you’ll be heard.” “If I whisper?” My voice got really quiet, into a whisper. “Yes, now I can hear you loud and clear.” “That's all I had to do?  I could be with my mommy right now.” “Exactly, that's the despair I came back to hear in your voice, lose all hope and life will be easier, now I’ll go, I’ll probably come back and check on your hopeless voice in a couple years, oh and one more thing, have fun living in other people's nightmares.” “Nightmares?”

We’re still running, but I don't know if the monster is still chasing us. “What's your name? I've never seen you before.” “My name is Jasmine, yours?” “Mine is Brittney.” She looked about my age, had long, brown, wavy hair, and chestnut eyes. The houses that we were passing started falling apart. “Wow, look at that Brittney.”

“What's happening?”

"I don't know!” 

      I then woke up. That dream was so real. The people in my dreams don't usually talk to me. 

Britney's point of view.

Jasmen? what was that all about? It felt so real. "Britney! sweetheart! time to wake up for school!" "Ok mom!" Britney got up and got ready for school. "Mom I had the weirdest dream, it was so real, I met a girl named Jasmine." "Jasmen?" "Yeah, mommy I helped her escape a monster that was chasing after me." "Jasmine seems like a familiar name, oh well."

      Jasmine's point of view.

That girl, she stayed in my thoughts for several years at least. Although I have had nightmares like that, Britney, she just caught my interest, But I don't know why? after a long time of complete loneliness and to the torture of my mind, I'm pretty sure most people would have broken down because of trauma. I didn't though, the thought of Britney and the Mystery, are the people i see in my nightmares real or not? keeps me sane. the other people in the nightmares pretend or just not care that I'm there. Britney, she talk to me, how or why? could the other people even see me or talk to me, if not, how did she?

        "Are you confused yet?" That voice, it's familiar. "who are you?" "OOO, I can tell by your voice you've matured, but now you're the one whispering, you can't call me the whispering voice." You! "I mean, you." "Awww you tried to yell at me." "Why are you here?" "Now come on is that the way to treat a friend?" "No, but your not my friend, I barely even know you."

        "Hmm, I guess you're right, I'll get to the point, I have come to tell you there are people here. " " so? why should I care." "If you trick one person into touching the rock then you'll be free." "Really, wait, no, I can't do that." " you will, or you won't, It's your choice." It's my choice? I'm still a five-year-old kid, or I'm I? how long has it been? a year? two? three years? " Bye little child, for now, Oh, and my name is John." John? I thought his name would be cooler like Nathen or killer or something other than John.

        " Hello?" he's gone, it actually felt kind of nice to have someone to talk to, even if it was the person who trapped me here. "Mommy! come here look at this pretty purple rock!" I heard a little kid calling out to her mom, is this the people John was talking about. Why? Why are you standing right next to me? Do you know how tempting it is to make you touch me? No! I can't, if I do I'll be just like John. I can't help myself! No! No!  "Mommy! The rock is so pretty, I want to keep it." What!? No! Don't touch it, but it will be nice to be out, No! "mommy, the rock is so heavy!"

"Ok, sweaty, I'm coming. Sweaty? sweaty!? where are you!?" The mother walked up to the purple rock that had imprisoned me. "That's the rock she was talking about, sweaty! where are you!?" I bet the little girl is screaming at her mother, should I tell her right now, before her mother leaves.

        I should but I haven't talked to anyone face to face for a long time. I can't do it, I'm so sorry, I'm just like John. The mother looked really worried, she ran away screaming the little girl's name. I walked up to the rock from behind the tree I was hiding behind. " Little girl if you want to talk to the outside world you'll have to whisper." " Whisper? like this?" " Yes, now I can hear you."  " Where am I ? What am I doing here?" " I'm sorry, so, so, sorry, but it's your turn to be in there, why did you even come to a deserted place?" "My parents are rock collectors, they said they thought there would be all types of undiscovered rocks." well they were right about that.

        I started to walk away, I had no idea where I would be going, I don't even know how long it's been since I was trapped in that rock. I just was walking around in the forest. Then I heard footsteps behind me. "Wait! excuse me! I thought this place was deserted, oh...well, have you seen a little girl about yay tall?" She held her hands about 3 in a half feet from the air. What should I tell her? that her kid is trapped in a rock and I'm the one who trapped her, she'll think I'm crazy. Or should I tell her part of the truth?

        "Yes I have, I saw her a few minutes ago in that direction." I pointed towards the purple rock. " Before you go, do you mind telling me what year it is and which direction is the beach?" " Oh? Um...of course, it's the year of 2017, and the beach is that way." She pointed in the same direction I was going in, good. "Thank you." I thanked her and walked away. "Sweaty! Don't worry! mommy's coming!" I heard her yell as she bolted in the direction I pointed.

        I've been walking for about ten minutes when I finally reached the beach. I can't believe I was stuck in that rock for 8 years. "I knew you wouldn't disappoint me." I heard a voice at my back, John. I turned around. "What do you want?! I just ruined a little kids life!" "You can't call her little your just as little." "No, I'm not, I'm 13 years old." "8 years you've been stuck in that rock, he he, even longer than me, and I'm the one that rock was made for! I find that hilarious!"

        "you find ruining my life that hilarious? your so horrible!" "Well of course I am, why do you think I was placed in that rock in the first place, I kill people just for fun." "Uh." I felt a shiver go down my spine. "Why? why would anyone do such a thing?" "I don't know, probably because they like seeing people in fear and agony." That's, that's so wrong!" " and what you just did isn't?"

        "No, it is! so very, very wrong." "But you still did it." I did, and I feel so bad. "Why, why did you want me out of the rock?" "I wanted you out so you could help me." "and why would I help you.?" "If you want to live, you WILL help me." He said that in a firm, scary voice, he's NOT playing around. "Now what I need you to do is grab the keys from the couple on this island that is to there boat." "What!? I have already taken their child, now you want me to strand them here on a deserted island!" "Yeah, basically." He has no heart, no heart whatsoever. "No, I'm not doing that, I'll find another way." "OK, fine, but when you fail, we're going with my plane, got it." Did he let me? really? umm.

        A day later.

        "I found a way,  we're going to sneak in and hide until we get to their destination." "Really? that's the best you could come up with?" "Yeah, and I think it's brilliant." "Brilliant, huh? that's a lot over exaggerated."