2. Brittney

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!"

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