I was running faster and faster for my freedom, but I was getting tired .My legs started to lose feeling in them. I look behind me to see that they had taken my mom,dad and my little bother who I loved the most out of my family. We were now being tied up to a poll and then they put a gun to my dads and shot him in the head. But I know that's not my real family they are just holograms of them and my real family are safe at home, or would they be safe now I'm thinking that was my dad being shot in the head and I feel like I'm going to be sick. I can hear my brother Kevin yelling at me but I can't make out what he's saying to me and then I fall down, and onto the floor of my bedroom room I was soaking in sweat.
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