It’s that girl again, the one that’s dressed in a short midnight purple dress in the gentle summer breeze. Her leather black long hair flowing gracefully over her shoulders in waves. She’s beautiful, however, there’s something wrong with her light brow...

"Please!" My voice raw from screaming, "P-Please someone help me!" The cold waters bite into me and I can feel myself once again going underneath; until a brown hand holds onto mine tightly. I look up...and I think I'm staring at the devil himself. ...

Every time I dream, I wake up rising from the deepest depths of the ocean. Gasping for a chance breathe; While wet hair sticks to my panicked face like glue to paper. I cry out begging for anyone to hear me, but yet again I have come to a realization t...