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"NO!" i scream as i wake up covered with
sweat. where am i? i am now handcuffed to a
pole in the middle of an empty room.concrete floor, brick wall this place seems so familiar. but where have i seen it before?

i think back to yesterday. i was walking home from school. i started running the last few blocks. i don't remember why i was running though. was i running from someone? then i remember at the end of the last block i was just about to turn into my driveway then, everything went black.

i still don't know where i've seen this room though. what did i dream that made me scream.finally i remembered. i was here in this room then the guy i like, the guy who hates my guts, walked into the room holding a knife.

"Nick why am i here?" i asked him.

"hi, danielle," he replied. "ready to die"

thats when i woke up. would nick really kill me? i'm so confused right now.

then i hear a door opening behind me. i look back. who is that? i ask myself.it's some guy with a black sweatshirt on. he has the hood up. i can't see his face, but i know it's not nick. "who are you? why am i hear? what do you want with me?" i scream at him.

"what do i want?"he says back. "i want to see you DEAD!" he runs at me with the knife. his hood falls down and he stops running. i can finally see his face. it is very pale, eyes the color of coal, his hair is light brown-orange. he looked like he was only 13 or 14 years old.

"why?" i say with tears streaming down my face. "why do you want me dead. i don't even know who you are" i can't stop my self from crying. "please, please" i whisper. "why"

"fine i'll wait" he says to me. "see you later" he says giving me a look so evil it could kill.

after he left i got as quiet as possible. all i could hear was feet steps. maybe he didn't lock the door.i could escape if i could pull my hand out of the handcuff. "yes," i whisper to myself my hand is small enough it fits through the hole. i'm free. now lets just hope i can leave this room safely.

i walked out of the door as quietly as possible. i walk away from the door where i came out. i look around. i'm outside. i think i was just in some sort of shed. it stands right next to a house. other than that all i see is trees. i have nowhere to go i don't even know where i am. another bad thing it's winter, i have no idea where my coat is, so as you would guess i'm freezing.

i'll just run. i can find help. i tell myself. i start running into the trees. "stop! get back here!" the guy yells at me. he must have just came out of that house i think as i turn around and see him running after me.

i continue running into the forest like surroundings. i look back again to see how far ahead of him i am. then i trip over the edge of tree root. right as i get up i get stabbed right in the side of my gut.i get up and run away as fast as possible. i know if i stop running i will get killed.

i keep on running while holding my side. my blue t-shirt covered in blood. i am just leaving the forest around the house. i'm across the street from a park. no cars are coming. i run across the street, and now i can see people it looks like matt and, and, and nick. maybe they can help. even if nick hates me matt's still my friend.

i'm just about three yards away from them, but i feel like i can't run any farther. i've lost too much blood. i lean up against a nearby tree. "matt, nick, please help me," i call to them. they turn towards me.

"why are you bleeding? what do you need help with?" matt asks me.

"please help. someone is chasing me with a knife. i can't run any more. please help" i tell them. then matt and nick look at each other.

nick turns to me. "fine. we'll help you."

"so do you have a plan?" matt asked.

"no, not really. we just need to get away. unless we could get the knife from him." i said.

"oh yah cause we'll be able to get the knife away from him. whoever he is," nick said sarcastically. "that's the best plan ever."

"nick, i don't think you're helping," matt said sounding worried. "uh, danielle, is that the guy you're talking about," matt said pointing at the guy running towards us.

"yes, that's the guy. i have an idea though. since he's to close i don't think we'll be able to run away. so i'll wait here and pretend not to notice him. i'll try to get him to set his knife down on the picnic table. when he does, if he does, one of you will take it. the other one has to get his attention. well that's only if the guy gets a hold of me. got it?"

"i think so," matt said. "god i hope this works."

to make it look like i didn't nitice him coming i continued leaning against the tree. my heart was thumping, and i was breathing more deeply than i ever had before. i really hope this works. if not i'll be dead for sure.

"hey there, danielle," the guy said to me as he came running up to me. "you thought you could get away from me that easily. well you were wrong. are you ready to die yet? well what do i care i'll kill you anyway."

how do i get him to put the knife down, this isn't gonna work. what was i thinking. i could see matt and nick looking at me worriedly from behind the guy. i didn't know what to do. the only one who thought of something to do was matt. he ran up to the guy and jumped up on him and grabbed around his neck. then nick ran to grab the knife from his hands. the guy swung his arm out at nick and hit him in the gut with the handle of the knife. nick fell back to the ground.

"nick!" i screamed.