No Escape

Date: 8/3/2016

The room was huge, giant mirrors on every wall and one small door that was an exit. It was a game. Not the kiddy type, the life or death type. In the middle of the room stood a play ground. Like those McDonald's play grounds in the fast food joints for kids to play in. It was huge in this case. The object of the game was to NOT be seen by a clown that would pop up in the corners outside of the windows. I had to hide inside the playground away from the clown. Sounds simple right? No. Everywhere I would crawl and go I COULD NOT get away from him. My heart pumping loud and hard, breathing heavily. I had to save myself. If the clown saw me I would be killed. Then I woke up. But this story continues. (Reality) my brother had been born and I had the same dream again, but this time I had to carry him. I had to hold him and keep him safe from this clown. It was my duty as a sister to keep him safe.