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Chasing Daylight

I hate sleeping on my own. Every night is just the same. The monsters voices, are all I hear, but I wake up with nothing to blame. Im here. My mother watching over me, but when I wake in the pitch, shes gone and so has the light. The wind knocks branches against my window. Everything is just so scary. The same for my 6 years of life.

A special night came along, but it seemed like another average scary one. I close my eyes once, then twice, they're getting very heavy. I open them up once more, only to realise I am in my school uniform, and behind me is a massive castle. I begin to run. What Im running from and who is behind me, I do not know, but I run for my life. Quicker and quicker, the faster I run. Eagles fly beside me as I run from my invisible enemies. I run and they fly, but suddenly fly away. Im on my own once more. The ground trembles and I am still running, like I will never tire. Running an endless marathon. Something rises from the ground, something monsterous. I trip and hit the ground, looking behind me at the creature rising up. It looked like a human-like horse skeleton covered in ghillie like grass. I tried to get up and run, but it was too fast. Before it touched me I covered my eyes with my hands and whimpered.
Immediately I was elevated, the monster carried me under its arm, running and running. Suddenly it threw me into the air, to which I landed on my feet and ran with it. It was helping me. Other creatures jumped from the ground and ran with us. Where we were running, I didnt know, but I had a feeling we were about to find out. Other creatures rushed ahead, throwing me a wooden sword and a shield. We were running to what we wanted the most and right now it was time to run! Another monster pushed a helmet onto my head then jumped ahead of me. I could see it, the one thing I wanted more than anything else. I let out a large war cry and charged into ahead, only to awake suddenly in my bed. Everything in the dream felt real.. the wind, the grassy creatures, everything.

How I felt about the night time and the monsters changed. I was never afraid again. The only thing I wanted now was tomorrow night to come, so we could go to war again. There was one thing on my mind, one thing I remembered for the rest of my life. We were all human on the inside, no matter how inhumane we looked on the outside. Not all scary monsters are evil.
Written by TheGreatGrayWolf (Razzmatazz)
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