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Post by Henry Mills on May 31, 2013 21:01:19 GMT
It was the middle of the night and Henry was sleeping and dreaming but the dreams were not good dreams, in fact they were seriously bad dreams for the ten year old at least, in fact these dreams were scaring him. He could not help but watch them though, it was as if he was there observing them and not only that but they felt terrifyingly real, it was as if he was watching events that were to happen. Which was actually was what was happening but no one actually knew this, lets just say it was one part of a price for same terribly used magic. Henry was convulsing in his sleep and had a temperature not only that but his nose was bleeding. There were many things that he saw in the dreams each one of them terrible, the last one caused him to wake from his sleep screaming "ARRGHHH MUMMMMMMM! MUMMMMMM!" MUMMMM!" Henry did not care if he woke his brother up he was seriously scared and not only that but he just realized he was bleeding from his nose he looked around and sat up in his bed, he kept brave though and breathed deeply trying not to cry from the last dream. "MUMMMMM please!" He Shouted out again hoping his shouts had woken her up, they should of they usually did when he had nightmares, not that he was sure these were they felt two real, almost magical. That was silly though magic did not exist. Regina Mills
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Post by Regina Mills on Jun 1, 2013 11:31:58 GMT
Regina was half way a sleep when she heard a blood curding scream from Henry. Jumping out of bed her blue silk pj's shined in the moonlight . "I'm coming baby," running out of her bed room and down the hall and into the boys room."Sweetie what the matter?" She flipped on the light to the room. Her eyes widen in horror when she saw the blood on his face."What happen?" She walked over to him and grabbing a few tissues from the box on the night stand. Sitting now on the bed next to Regina wiped the blood off his face "Henry talk to me, how did you hurt your self?" She caressed his cheek, looking at him with worry. Henry Mills
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Post by Henry Mills on Jun 1, 2013 20:03:17 GMT
Even though he was not saying so it could be easy to tell that Henry was upset by what had just happened but as soon as his mother came into the room he tried to hide how upset he actually felt, he wanted to prove to her that he was brave and a big boy, that he did not always need to hold mummy's hand. While that was true he did not always need to hold her hand to keep him safe, right now he certainly did need it, considering he felt confused over what had happened and the nightmare had terrified him.
He heard her reply and he closed his eyes for a while counting the seconds till she got to his and Daniels room, if she did not come in time, he felt like he should crawl in next to Daniel, actually he might do that anyway. When he opened his eyes she was there in front of him. "Mum," he spoke quietly this time not wanting to wake his twin up, that would not be fair and he'd be worried. "I ...... I don't know I," he scrunched up his face trying to calm himself down deep breathes when he was upset like Archie told him. a he breathed in he winced he was getting a throbbing pain in his head. He was about to explain but he suddenly coughed up a bit of blood which only panicked him more.
"Mum it hurts, really bad," Henry told her gesturing to his head wincing, if she was to feel his head she would notice he also had a temperature. He sighed as she wiped off the blood from his nose, he felt better with her here but his nightmares had they started this? When she asked him how he hurt himself he shivered a little bit as if cold or like there was something wrong about her being here. This was soon cured by his mums hand upon his cheek, he found himself feeling safer and warm and happy, nothing could happen to him now with his mum here surely? "I don't know I had a Nightmare mum, they were terrifying and I couldn't wake up, they, they" Henry stopped for a moment and looked won at his hands, he did not want to say it, it sounded overly childish and silly. "It felt like it as real, like it was really happening," he bit his lip for some reason he did not want to say this word to his mum. "It felt ma.... magical," he told her before continuing "I don't want them to be real they were horrible, the last one, it was you, you.... you were.....were hurt, l......like you had been hit by lightning, but from a gun." He was about to say more but his head throbbed again and he yelled in pain again his head fell against his mums chest and her groaned.
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Post by Regina Mills on Jun 5, 2013 12:06:36 GMT
Regina could feel the feel the high temp Henry, had. She was grateful that Daniel was a hard sleeper. "Shh sweet heart dreams are dream. You know nothing will hurt me." In truth his dream scared her, followed by the bloody nose it seemed something maybe wrong with her little boy. "Come on sweet heart lets go clean you up okay." She pulled back his covers and then stood up holding her hand out to her son. She didn't want this for him, Regina wanted him safe and sound. Sighing as he took her hand"Thats my fighter, lets go to the bath room to clean your face off and you can tell me more about your dream okay." Henry Mills
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Post by Henry Mills on Jun 6, 2013 9:53:30 GMT
"I know," Henry replied looking onto his mothers eyes trying to show her how frightened he was of what he had dream't, how frightened he was something might happen to his mother "but i watched you get hurt, it felt so real and i couldnt do anything to help." He bit his lip and wiped his eyes, he had felt helpless in that dream unable to help her. "But what if something does happen and Me or Daniel can't help you?" Henry asked her sniffiling as he did wanting to protect his mother from anything that would harm her.
"Okay mum," Henry said taking her hand and getting out of bed in his pjamas, as he stood up he smiled at his mother then beamed when he was called her little fighter, he liked that it made him feel braver and like a big boy. "I'll protect you as we go to the bathroom," he told her the pain having died down, he then prtended to be holding a sword. It did seem silly to do that but he felt better for it plus he was being brave "nothing will harm you with your little fighter here," he went on grinning up at his mum. "Mum the dream there was more than one, they were frightening."
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Post by Regina Mills on Jun 15, 2013 14:24:08 GMT
Walking along with Henry she laughed at his sword play. "Henry, sweet heart no one will harm me. I promise okay now lets not talk of such things,its bad luck." Regina squeezed his as she flipped the light in the bathroom on.
"Go turn the water on, so you can get it warm enough for you." She smiled and pointed to the sink. Going to the closet she pulled out a wash cloth for him to clean off the blood from his face.
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Post by Henry Mills on Jun 16, 2013 20:01:03 GMT
Henry had actually still be shaking a bit from the dreams but as soon as his mother squeezed his hand he smiled feeling protected and safer, his mum was right nothing would hurt her, and if it was bad luck like she said he need not make it possible by talking about it. "Sorry mum, I was just really scared I love you." He smiled up at her and gave her a quick loving hug not really wanting to let go but knowing he had to, to get a wash. Henry went over to the sink and ran the water keeping his hand under it until he knew the water was warm enough and he put the plug in there and waited for there to be enough water. He took the wash cloth from his mum then dipped it into the water before washing his face already feeling better and making sure to get all the blood of his face till it was clean. When finished he turned to his mum "Finished mum can we go downstairs now please?" he asked not really ready to go back to bed and sure his mother wanted to talk about the dreams at least, plus he thought he might have them again. Regina Mills
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