I wake up from tossing and turning and screaming in my sleep, its happening again the nightmares. At least this time I’m in my bed and not on the neighbors lawn I guess that’s a step up I wish I could say that this will go away, but I know it won’t.I dream of him again, the man who broke me when I was only eight.the man that took my innocence and everything else with it.the man I call I use to call grandpa, now I call him the evil bastard. I’m sure you can understand why. I don’t have to actually say it out loud for you right?
I’m sure my dad heard the screaming so that’s why he is pounding at my door and making sure I’m safe. Ha safe where was he 8 years ago. I call out to him and say I’m fine that I’m going back to sleep, but I don’t I stare at my ceiling and debate for an hour weather or not I should pick up the phone and just dial the number of the person I desperatly want to hear on the other line.the voice of my best friend that will know what to say.I pick up the phone and start to dial that familiar number only to hear a knock at my window. I shut the phone and get up from my bed and creep to the window pulling up the shades only to be meet with those hypnotizing brown eyes that can see into my soul if she wanted.I open the window and she hops in and takes me in her arms and squeezes me till I can’t breath. She whispers in my ear, its okay Spencer I’ve got you now he won’t hurt you ever again. I pull back and ask her why she is here. Ashley, how did you know? Spence, I can always feel when you are hurting or need me, you know that, you have known that since we were eight and its always going to be that way. Come on let’s get to sleep, first day of junior year and all.we curled up on my bed and I feel asleep in her arms. No more nightmares tonight at least