2. Christmas Time is Here {Part 2}{Very short}

"Yeah so, what if I do like her. I don't care if you tell mom, I can care less."
I said, knowing that she was going to use that info to black mail me.
She gapped at me them without warning, stormed out of the room, whispering and muttering for what seemed to be swears and/or threats. And she said I shouldn’t’ cuss.

I knew I was going to win my argument with her, I always did. I only lost if her friend, Gabby Newton, stepped in and defended her.

I looked down at my toes, ten toes. I pulled my hands out in front of me. Ten fingers. Brain? Check! I am all here. Now why did I just do that? To make sure I was still here and not still in that dream. I looked down at my feet were the chains had cut into my feet. I looked closely at my right and I saw a feint white looking line. I looked at my other foot. Same side. It wasn’t joking, it would kill. On my feet were scars.

But from what IT said still got on my nerves, “Goodbye, King of Imagination,” and “Ruler of the World.” I don’t know how to rule the world, heck I can’t even keep my own room clean. Then the last part, “The resistant s will fall at my mercy.”
Who were the resistant?

I shook my head. It was a dream. Explain the cuts on your damn feet! I told myself. IT WAS JUST ANOHTER STUPID FREAKY, SCARY, STUPID NIGHTMARE!