Last Hallowen: section 6

                                                                               Section 6
  I woke up from the terrible dream I had. My heart was pounding so fast, feeling like it could come right out of my chest. I was still in the wooden chair locked up in the rusty,old chains. I felt  happy my dream wasn't real, but still wanting to be free and just lay in my own bed. In my own house. I wanted my dog. I wanted all this to be over already. Why can't Dexter see that I didn't do anything wrong. Why does he need to hurt me I didn't make him an orphan my parents did. Maybe he wants to get his revenge on my parents by hurting me or even killing me. I was his best friend. I was there for him when he had his ups and downs. Why would he want to hurt me? I turned my head when I heard a door creaking. I was trying to see if it was Dexter, and it was. I closed my eyes pretending to be asleep. I could sense his presence right in front of me, and I could feel his breath on my face. I
 tried so hard to keep my eyes closed. I felt his palm rest on my cheek. I flinched a little. I didn't think he noticed. "You better wake up soon." He said calmly. "Something big is coming."