A little scary

Date: 1/14/2018

By heyitsfrannie

So i “wake up” and it was going to be just another day another day with me at home. I walk outside my room and for some reason there is sole weird white girl living in my grandma’s room. So i go to the kitchen, eat and for some reason she looks at me funny. I’m okay, whatever, like i don’t understand this is my house! So the door bell rings and Ryan from Buzzfeed Unsolved is at my door. I don’t remember what he says, but he never came in the house. So after he leaves i lock the front door and go to my room. I get to my room and all of a sudden he comes through my window. And the way he comes through it’s so fast, there’s nothing i can do to stop him. I’m just a little in shock. Umm I’m just trying to figure out what the fuck is going on. So he starts talking about how I’m his slave and how he can torture me all he wants. (WHY? You way ask? I have no freaking idea) So he like beat me up some and then he chains me up. HE CHAINS ME UP! That’s when i go into real panic mode because I’ve never had to get out of handcuffs before. I’m just close enough to the door where i can press my face against the glass and even see perfectly out of it, but i can reach the door knob. So i tried to escape and beats on the door, but the white chick leaving in my grandma’s room was in the whole thing. Mind you i NEVER saw my grandmother the WHOLE dream. So my mom came home from work and went into the kitchen. The kitchen is a staircase over from my room. So I’m yelling for her, “I’m like ma come here”, and she’s like, “I’m coming”. But she wasn’t come fast enough. So i just keep yelling and keep yelling! And finally she comes out the kitchen and i watch her because i can see her through the door. So she’s asking me what i want and all i tell her is to come here. And i fucking kid you not, as soon as she walked toward me, that white bitch came and told she didn’t have to talk to me because of something. I don’t remember what she said, but my mom turns back, brushes me off and goes back into the kitchen. The the white girl looked at me and smirked. And all i could do was call out to my mom again and my voice creaked. That’s what woke me up. Me calling out to my mom woke me up. The End