Do friends count more
FlamingMockingjay
1 : A nightmare in reality
Coldness fills my body as I wake . My short red mane lay lazily over my face as I stare around my room contemplating the previous sleep. Rubbing my fringe away from my eyes I rise in my mare sized bed . Although my sight remains blurry, I pick myself up and wearily hit to the floor . Walking across the room I realise how much lighter I feel then usual , truthfully it doesn't feel like much and easily decide to ignore it .
Screaming . Deep . Familiar. Country . I have heard the screaming before . Rarely but I remember hearing it that first time . It was that familiar scream of my sister . What could have happened ? I ask myself unsurely while running towards Apple Jacks room .
