My own story! I’ll post a chapter or 2 every once in awhile, hopefully weekly.

This is a work of fiction, and is a story of my imagination.

I don’t know what’s happening. Went to sleep last night, woke up, I was walking, but i  wasn’t walking. Can’t stop, can’t even control  my own body. Want to go back to sleep, hope I’ll then wake up. But feels too real, really scared. Please be a dream.’

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Must’ve fallen asleep anyway, cuz when i woke up, was sitting in a vent. A flap to my right, another vent to my left, this one ends behind me. A hand shoots though the flap. Has words written on it, says “U a Hider?” My left hand, not controlled by me, writes on my right hand “Yes.” What is a hider?! My right hand with the writing goes through flap. The other hand shoots back out of sight, then shoots back with another message. First one’s gone. Says, “U A; Girl B; Boy?” My hand replies with “b.” Other hand shoots out, then back to sight. New question. “U alone?” My hand replies, “Yes.” Other hand shoots backwards, then comes back and punches me in the gut. Everything goes black.