One Shot #2
Renj's note:"This is based from my experience last year (2013). Just wanna share it.
---Knock knock
I put my favorite stuff toy in her side of the bed. She's my auntie's birthday gift and I named her Joy taba since my name is Joy and she's mataba.
It's been an exhausting day for me and all I wanted to do is to cuddle my stuff toys in my bed and fall in a deep sleep.
I don't know why in the world am I tired. I'd done nothing through my whole day.
Just go to school, staring at nothing in the morning and sleeping in my desk in the afternoon. ( though I'm sitting in the 2nd column. You known, for nerdy purposes.)
I closed my eyes and fell asleep easily.
But I forgot something I usually do before going to sleep...
to pray.
Actually that was the second night of me not praying.
Sleepiness cut me off before I could put my palms together.
And that night is the second time nightmare almost killed me.
It's not like the first night.
Because that nightmare...
Besides my family...
There is someone with us...
***
I don't know the exact time my dream turned to a nightmare.
I heared voices.
Too many voices.
My feeling is too heavy.
I kept on waking my self up but something is stoping me.
I'm concious but my eyes won't open.
It felt like someone is pulling me.
The voices and the heavy feeling is there.
Then I felt it...
I stoped breathing.
