STOP TALKING TO ME

I lay in bed frozen, not cold, but unable to move. I could see my breath, which formed into shapes I didn’t want to think about.

I was alone and scared.

The bedroom door slammed shut and I heard whispering. I wanted to block my ears, but I was frozen.

I wanted to shut my eyes, but they were open wide in horror.

Darkness in the corner started spreading like black smoke.

I was terrified!

I couldn’t breathe.

The darkness, the black smoke started to form into a shape.

It wasn’t human. It laughed at me with a wide  gaping mouth. Why was it mocking me?

I felt something cover my nose and mouth, I couldn’t breathe. Help!

Too late, I slipped into unconsciousness. I was dying! I didn’t want to die alone.

Floating, floating………….

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