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Bad Dreams


I had a dream that I was falling out of the sky and woke up in cold sweats.

I ran toward my bedroom door and I was about to make it out the door

When a pair of hands grabbed my legs.

I fell down and screamed.

I looked up and saw the light in the bathroom.

It looked so close that I could touch it but I couldn’t.

I started slipping under my bed.

I felt as if I was going down to the pits of hell.

I screamed louder and felt the urge to keep fighting.

I won’t give up.

You won’t get the best of me.

I was starting to suffocate.

And then I went under.

My feet pounded the pavement as the monster chased me

Down the dark alley.    

She clawed at my legs

As I jumped over the wall before me

She jumped too

Digging her nails into my legs.

Blood seeping through my pants,

I was falling

Into a void of nothingness.

Then

I woke up in cold sweats.

 
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