Six - Thea

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My heart is pounding viciously inside my chest, threatening to break my rib-cage. My arms are stretched high and tight above my head, and I can feel the cool leather binding them in place. My eyes are clamped shut, but I know the moment they open I will be engulfed in darkness with the only source of light being the murderous red eyes glaring at me. My breathing comes fast in short, sharp breaths. I don't want to open my eyes. I'm fighting against the urge to open. But just like always, I open my eyes.  I'm sat bolt upright, screaming. I snap my mouth shut before waking the entire house. Even in this dull light, I can tell I am safely in my bedroom, but yet those red eyes are all I can see. No matter where I turn, in every inch of darkness, they are there, glaring at me. I sit still, letting the silence of the sleeping house fill me, I breathe in slowly and deeply, then out just the same. When my heart-rate slows I turn my head, looking for my alarm clock. The red digits glowing 03:57. Great, another early morning start. Every day since being home, I've woken before 04:00 to the same nightmare. I'm sure my parents at least have heard my screams, but thankfully they don't come rushing in, they leave me to my thoughts. I stand and stretch, before pulling the bottom draw of my chest open and grabbing the first set of gym gear my hands find and change into them. I then proceed to creep through the house, and out into the back garden, where I hop over then fence and scale down the cliff face to the beach, where I run. I run through the numbness of my legs, through the burning in my lungs, until my mind is free from the pain.
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