Those Darn Bananas!

Hi people! this story may not be appropriate (is that how its spelled? :D) for childern under the age of 13. So BEWARE!!!!! (JK)

P.S. Tell me what u think about it!

~ME

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The giant creature slowly walked toward me. The distance between us was slowly shrinking. Six feet ...... five feet.......... four feet........... three feet........ two feet..........

I thought I was going to die and started screaming............ it inched closer and raised the knife it held when--

"Rebecca wake up!" my mom began shaking me awake as I screamed for dear life. I was panting and soaked in my own sweat when I looked up and saw my parents and older brother and sister staring at me.

My dad sighed. " When are you going to let us take you to a therapist?" he questioned me.

"Never", i replied, " I'm perfectly fine. I don't need to talk to anyone. There is nothing wrong with me."

"Becca, we all know that you are afraid of-" My brother began but I cut in."NO! Don't you dare say it Bryce!"

"You are going to the therapist after school whether you like it or not!" my mother shouted. "You have a phobia and it is dangerous just to have you at school or at the market. I don't care if you think you'll be put out as an outcast. I don't want you to grow up like this. I don't want to lose you." She began to cry.

I sighed. "Fine. I'll go, but I want Bryce to take me." Bryce nodded.

"Good. Now that we are done yelling, I'm going to try to sleep seeing as its four-o'-clock am!" my sister, Beth, said grumpishly.

Everyone trailed after her,my dad comforting my mom, to go back to bed, but I couldn't. My heart was still pounded from the nightmare. I slowly eased out of my bed and got dressed. I decided that since I'll be seeing a therapist, I'll wear a dress. I picked out a white sleeveless one with a yellow ribbon around the waist and for shoes I picked white flats. I left my hair down and skipped downstairs to make coffee.

Once I started the coffee maker, I began to recall my nightmare. I was in a dark room with no windows or doors when it began. The star of my nightmare was always the same. Not quite a human but aroung the same size as one. I shuddered.

This day could not have started worse.