Woosh! I barely held my breath while jumping up to my bedside."Again!?" I thought to myself."How many times did i have the dream this week?"Ever since my parents died a couple of weeks ago i've had the same illusion in my head while sleeping atleast 3 times every five days.The dream you ask? it was me,staring at my blood drenched hands and tears coming down my bruised up face.I looked around the room, and it was still unfamiliar.My aunt was the only one willing to take me in.id'e never even met her before she became my guardian."Huhhh....." I sighed."Hopefully i'll have a better day at my new school."