Again, I woke screaming, I lie in my bed drenched in sweat, watching like a hawk at my window, my door, my closet. Waiting, waiting for it to come. Nothing, yet. I heard my father coming down the stairs. Finally, he arrived to check on me. It took around 30 seconds to get to my room, but it seemed longer, I told him it was just a bad dream and that I was fine, he clearly didn't believe I was fine but he knew he wasn't going to get any more from me. It was 2am if I didn't get to sleep I would be useless at school and having nightmares isn't a valid excuse. But if I did go to sleep, it would come back, it always does. Why me? I wanted to blame someone but who could I blame? Eventually I just decided to read. But then, then it came. I was lying on my bed. And I saw the shadow on my door, I was about to yelp before I realised it was just my jacket. Few I'm tired he though, until the shadow moved, coming closer, and closer, blocking out all light, again I woke screaming, I heard my father coming down the stairs.
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Again i woke screaming
Krótkie Opowiadaniaanother extremely short read so theres no excuse not to read it, come on it will only take you a few seconds!
