Claire woke up panting from her dream and took minutes before calming herself down.
“It’s just a dream. Everything’s a dream.”
She said to herself on repeat as she looked at her hands to see if she was holding a g*n, and she was not. Then headed to see herself in front of a mirror and checked if she had any blood on her face and it was clean with no stains of any dirt in them.
A sigh of relief has left her lips and sat back on the comforter, her head still lingered on the dream and her heartbeat racing fast. She looked at the clock on her table, and it was already 5 in the morning, so she decided to get up, in fear that she’d dream something like it again if she tries to go back to sleep.
Carefully, she took a step downstairs without making a sound to not wake her parents on the third
