I wake up and see a figure on the edge of my bed. I couldn't scream my throat was all chocked up, I couldn't close my eyes. I didn't want to sit there it's not the first time I have seen someone on the edge of my bed, it's not the first time I have been chocked up. I know if I stand up he|she will get me. Scratch me until I bleed on my back, through my close, I sit there close my eyes and try to go to sleep so it will disappear.
