Bad dreams

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Sleepwalking isn't the only worry in my life, I have nightmares too, all the time. But I can never remember what my dream was about. Every morning is the same, but today was different. I woke up coughing and spluttering barely controlling my breath. "Mum!" I shouted through my sharp coughing "Mum!" Running up the wooden stairs rapidly, my mother ran into my room, hair tossled, odd socks, and no rings on, it was obvious I woke her up. She sat down behind me and started patting and running my back gently, she reached over and gave me my water off of my pine bed side table. I took deep breaths and nestled into my mothers soft arms. "Are you okay now my little chicken? Was it those bad dreams again?" Mum asked.
" I'm okay, Yeah it was, I've never felt like this before though mum, nothing like this has ever happened." I said worried.
"I agree with you, you've never woke up like this before, it's normally just having a headache, but it's getting worse now. I think we'll have to see a doctor." Mum said.

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