Why am I up to early.
Is it the universe trying to tell me that my sleep is less important then that to what I must do?
I guess not.
Fucking creepy in the morning.
Noises, creeks, your on high alert.
You the only one up...or should be.
Really.
My nightmares are beginning to turn reality.
Heh
But I must confront them.
Later, when they are not letters on a screen but voices I can hear.
When I can hear the truth in their voice....even if it'd only be half the truth.
Still the fact I have to try and save.
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Short Stories
RandomThis is a continuation of the other Random Stories. Enjoy and always open to suggestions
