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"No…" A young girl whimpered as the fresh tears fell down her flushed red cheeks that were normally pale. The thing in front of her gave a gruesome smile with sharp teeth that were stained red with what could only have been thousands of bloody meals. The girl shook as she backed into the wall of the maze, the one she never knew how she got in. It reached for her with long talon like fingers as she screamed in fright.

She shot up with a fright, shaking and crying as she always did. She put her head in her hands as the tears rolled down her cheeks. She has been having this nightmare for…what months maybe? Weeks? She had lost track a long time ago. All she knew was it was the same one. Over, and over, and over. Never anything different. A maze, a dead end, and then that thing…that smile and those claws. Every fucking night. It needed to end. If it didn't she would go mad!

She threw the covers off her torso and went to the kitchen and looked in the knife drawer. She found it, yes this one should do perfectly. She went back to her room silently not wanting to wake her mother sleeping in the other room with the tv still on. She sat on her bed and looked the knife over, turning it in her hand so the dim light of her lamp shown on it perfectly. One cut, right to the jugular vein, just cut the wind pipe and you'll be free, free of this nightmare, free of the agony and despair, free of everything in life.

She put the knife to her throat and closed her eyes. No…NO! She threw the knife down. "This is not how I'm going. This is NOT the way I will go. I will not go because of fear, I will not be a coward and just off myself because of a dream that I can actually fight." She whispered to herself.

"This is not the way Josey will go. This will not be the way I die." She clung to the sheets. "I can fight it. I will fight it." She looked at the mirror just across from her small bed and glared at the reflection staring back. "I'm not weak. From now on I am not Josey. I am Sey. I am stronger then the poor scared Josey. I am not as easy to fool. I am Sey."

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"No…" A young girl whimpered as the fresh tears fell down her flushed red cheeks that were normally pale. The thing in front of her gave a gruesome smile with sharp teeth that were stained red with what could only have been thousands of bloody meals. The girl shook as she backed into the wall of the maze, the one she never knew how she got in. It reached for her with long talon like fingers as she screamed in fright.

She shot up with a fright, shaking and crying as she always did. She put her head in her hands as the tears rolled down her cheeks. She has been having this nightmare for…what months maybe? Weeks? She had lost track a long time ago. All she knew was it was the same one. Over, and over, and over. Never anything different. A maze, a dead end, and then that thing…that smile and those claws. Every fucking night. It needed to end. If it didn't she would go mad!

She threw the covers off her torso and went to the kitchen and looked in the knife drawer. She found it, yes this one should do perfectly. She went back to her room silently not wanting to wake her mother sleeping in the other room with the tv still on. She sat on her bed and looked the knife over, turning it in her hand so the dim light of her lamp shown on it perfectly. One cut, right to the jugular vein, just cut the wind pipe and you'll be free, free of this nightmare, free of the agony and despair, free of everything in life.

She put the knife to her throat and closed her eyes. No…NO! She threw the knife down. "This is not how I'm going. This is NOT the way I will go. I will not go because of fear, I will not be a coward and just off myself because of a dream that I can actually fight." She whispered to herself.

"This is not the way Josey will go. This will not be the way I die." She clung to the sheets. "I can fight it. I will fight it." She looked at the mirror just across from her small bed and glared at the reflection staring back. "I'm not weak. From now on I am not Josey. I am Sey. I am stronger then the poor scared Josey. I am not as easy to fool. I am Sey."