The Nightmares (Short Storys)

Nightmare 1 The Clown

The night was cold and windy, trees shaking and rustling left to right. I lay in my bed sleeping and dreaming. Then it happens, the nightmare begins and I can't stop it. In the nightmare I am in a dark quiet alley way. All i hear are the sounds of water drops, and the sound of a loud breathing figure. I turn around and nothing I mean, nothing is there. I then walk scared and afraid, shaking and thoughts coming and going. Then in a far distance from what I see is... *heart beating fast*... A what I can make out is a clown with beating red and black eyes, poofy and blood red curly hair, big blood red nose and tall and very slim body that looks buff in the arms. He walks slowly to me, slowly dragging his big axe in his claw like hands. Then oh that evil laugh that can send shivers up your spine. He then stops ten feet away, looking at me with the happiest and evilest smile ever imagined. I look at him, glued in my place unable to move or speak. My breath becomes weak, about to faint from fear, for clowns were my biggest. He then toke one step closer, saying my name very very slowly then laughing, which sent a cold shock up the back of my neck. "K-i-t-t-y, heheheahahahahaha". He jumps in front of me and i instantly awake. I then was sweating and trying to catch my breath.