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Jacob Heinz Monologue
Made by Jacob Heinz

Every night I am dragged into this abyss without fail every night the same dream. not once do I fall asleep and a don’t see this darkness. These eyes have been watching me I don’t who they belong to or what they are glowing red.. Every night they get closer. What… happens when… these eyes…reach me? but I know how this dream will end I will wade through this abyss for what seems like an eternity then wake up. Suddenly I hear a voice it says “soon boy your days are numbered”.

“Great another day” you see every day I wake up with a head ache. It’s not the best way to start the morning. Anyway time to start the day. I wrestle with my blankets …show more content…
Based on its cold hard stares it is going after me. I don’t know what I should do the two things I am thinking about is running. Or standing my ground. I quickly decide that I am not going to take my chances. I am going to run. Looking back on it I never knew I could run so fast I guess that’s what fear does to you. But I don’t go very far before I twist my leg at a bad angle and crumple into a heap on the ground. Before the monster leaps a bright light engulfs me and the monster. After the light faded there are two girls in front of me on with a smile on her face. And one with her arms crossed with a salty look on her face like she does not want to be here they tell me there my guardian angles. They say they are here to make Shure I am safe. Because they say if I’m vary valuable for unspecified reasons. They leave with a wink and say that they will be closer than before to make Shure that never happens again. I run to school trying to forget what just happened to keep this craziness off my mind. But when I get to school and class starts I cannot focus on the lessons at hand. I try to think if I have ever seen those two girls before… nope no I don’t think I have ever seen those two girls in my life. Trying to forget the two girls I listen to the teacher says that there are two new transfer students “please make them feel welcome” the teacher says. Come and introduce yourselves. I bolt upright those are the two girls that
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