• I awoke in a cold sweat, gasping for air.I held my chest as it burned with pain, "Why?" I ask yet no one answers. I stare down at my white blankets upon my hospital bed, they are covered in blood yet I have no wound. I rang the buzzer and a nurse soon comes with new bed sheets, she doesn't look at me. None of the nurses do, they fear me and think they will catch my 'illness'. To be honest it sickens me how I am treated here but I have no choice.

    "Azure!!" My roommate screamed as he shook me, "Azure! Azure! What happened? Azure!"
    I slowly opened my eyes and stared up at him, "Lloyd?" My roommate had tears in his eyes and his face was pale.
    "Azure, are you alright?! What happened?!" He was in a panic and kept on yelling.
    I yawned, "What are you talking about?"
    He shook me, "Why are you bleeding?!"
    Finally I looked down and noticed my sheets were covered in blood. "WHAT?!" Now I was in a panic.

    Soon after I was rushed to the hospital and the doctors ordered my to stay here. Yet when I ask them what's wrong all they say is "I'm sorry but we need to do more test to see" I am sick of the doctors and these test. The only good thing about this, is that my parents don't know. They've been on a trip and the school is unable to get a hold of them. I let out a heavy sigh and laid back down in my freshly made bed. But what was that dream? It's the same every time, in fact I believe I started bleeding when I first had it.

    Surrounded by darkness with no light, not even sound. I can't even hear my own voice. All there is, is this over powering feeling of heaviness. It soon grows strong, and I begin to gasped for air. I soon feel fear, it was as if a blade was pressed against my throat about to cut me. When this feeling becomes unbearable and I feel as though I'm about to pass out, I see something. A shadow of a person, I try to speak but I can't. Then something shiny catches my eye, I look at the shadow. It's holding a sword with a light blue blade.

    I hear a laugh and then feel sharp pain in my chest followed by a cold gross feeling. I look down and see that the sword had pierced my chest, my blood spilled out of me. Did he hit a artery? My vision starts to blur and I feel myself falling. The next thing I know, I've woken up and I am gasping for air. My chest burns with pain and I feel as if the blade was still there. My body is covered in sweat and my blankets feel slimy and gross. As I look down, I see blood but I have no wound to bleed from.

    I have told the doctor about this but he just laughs and saids, "You read to many horrors. It is not a dream that is causing this to you. It is some kind of illness." I sigh and look at the clock on the wall, "Four a.m." I turn over, "If this is a illness then why do I have this scar?" I asked the empty room and I get no answer. This scar which is in the same place the blade pierces me and had appeared after my first dream. But what is it? Does this dream have any meaning? I asked my self as I fell back to sleep, back into my nightmare.