Nightmare #2

I've always loved to act. So when I get a call telling me to meet the cast of iCarly in Mexico because i won a guest starring role on it, i jump at the chance. I get to my hotel room and it is flooded with people i know and dont know. I see my brother, his best friend Joey Goss, my grandmother, and my mom. The next day i go to the apartment that we would be shooting in. After a few hours of rehearsing, the tradgedies begin. The room fills with smoke and everyone runs for the exit, but two cast members are left behind in the fire. I run around with my best friend Jenna (I took her along with me) trying to find someone with a cell phone i could borrow. As we run around searching for someone, we try to think of the correct spanish words to use that we learned from our Spanish 1 teacher Senorita Galler. Jenna finds a phone and i call my mother to tell her what happened. She tells me to go home. I instantly  know where home is, and i sprint down the streets of people to find a ladder. There is one welded to the rock formation that helps surround Mexico City. I slowly climb the 50 foot ladder, to insure that I don't fall. When i reach the top, I see my backyard. Paramedics everywhere. There was a fire at my house too. It injured my brother and my pet owl (Stephen King). They loaded my brother into an ambulance and drove off. I rushed to Stephen King's side to see an arrow in his side. Tears stream down my face as I try to help my best friend. I pull out the arrow swiftly but gently and blood squirts out from his wound. The vet attending to Stephen King stops the bleeding, but tells me that he will die soon. I stand there and watch Stephen King's chest move up and down for who knows how long. I cry the entire time. When i see his breaths getting weaker, I take him off the table he was placed on, I cradle him in my arms, and i sit on the damp, cold grass. We look into each other's eyes as we both feel death around the corner. Stephen King shuts his eyes before his last breath. I bury him in his favorite blanket in my backyard. Anyone who knows me knows that i would die for that owl. And they brought my brother into this too. It is obvious that the two fires are related. I am being hunted. But what? My best guess is the humans. The never could live in peace with us.
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Nightmare #1

            I ride up the elevator to the fifth floor of the 1930s style hotel my family and I are staying at. I walk into my grandparent's room to see my father's father holding a gun to my mother's father's head. All eyes rest on me. The gun points towards me as i run to my grandmother's side. I tell my grandpa Charles to leave and go back to Cincinnati. Without a word the gun points in my direction, I stand five feet away from it. Five consecutive shots hit my right temple, and i know I will die. Two fireworks explode on my face, and i can feel my flesh melting like candle wax. I get up after i have fallen and try to run out of the room to the elevator across the hall, but a hand grabs my arm. Suddenly i feel the wind fly by my face as i free fall into the night air from five stories. My last image was of my grandfather dropping the gun and laughing as he pushes me through the window.
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