hold up. no how a mind works tonight. I'M SO SORRY D': ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *NOTE: JUSTIN IS NOT FAMOUS IN THIS ONE SHOT. THANK YOU.* *ANOTHER NOTE: THIS TAKES PLACE IN 2030* One Shot//Quarantine ~♥August♥~ I had a bad habit of going to bed in my Mom's room. Even though I was almost 17, there was something about the dark, about the unknown, that frightened me. It was June 23 and for a summer night in New York City, it was unreasonably cold. I shifted deeper into the bed and grasped the blankets around me tighter. I tossed and turned and could hear my mother sighing every time I did so. These nightmares, these recurring nightmares, kept me up on a regular basis. When I woke up, I could never remember much from them, but enough to know that they were terrible. I only remembered a green, hazy fog and a loud noise in my ear. I could see in my dream many different faces, but that's where the recalling of the nightmare stopped. Suddenly, while I was awake, staring at the ceiling, sirens blasted outside. It wasn't your usual ambulance or police car, no. These were the lockdown screams. The lockdown sirens were called the lockdown screams because of their piercing noise and sound that cut you like a knife, and the screams were from everybody in the city panicking. The lockdown screams signaled something terrible. "It's just a drill, go back to sleep," my Mom mumbled, half asleep. I got up out of bed and turned on a light. I slowly walked over to the ...
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