This starts out kind of slow. My friend and I are hanging out with Jimi Hendrix and a guy from The Jimi Hendrix Experience. We are just sitting around then Jimi tells me he 'has to fly' then they both leave. I go into my room to get something then this guy jumps toward me from the window. He starts hitting me but then my brother comes in and hits the guy with a giant hammer. The man starts yelling at my brother that he didn't mean any harm and my brother stops. He apologizes for making him bleed and the guy says, "I'm not bleeding." We all look up and there is this guy on my bed with his head torn open and he's bleeding all over. I look down to look at the blood on the floor and when I look up again I am alone. I go over to the guy and he is still blinking. I ask him if I should call the police and he whispers, “Help me.” I run downstairs where my mom and sister are and I tell them about the man dieing in my bed. The just tell me that they’ll clean it up later. I run back upstairs and into the bathroom. I look over to my doorway and I see the blood is spreading. I run back downstairs and tell my mom but she ignores me. It flashes over to later where I have a new bed and I’m sleeping. I wake up and see the man that died in my room and he is coming toward me. He tells me he has come to seek revenge on me. He gets right next to my bed and I wake up for real.
-Miss Cellophane aka The Quiet One How it changed my life:It was just a nightmare.
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