Night Terror

Am I going mental

"Jamie, Jamie!" Sesi screamed continuously, trying to wake him up from his terrible dream because he was clearly dying. Her shouting didn't do any justice, his pale skin started to turn purple. This would be the first time he isn't able to breathe in his dream. "Jamie, Jamie!" She screamed again but more louder. Just when Sesi was going to resort to something else, Jamie screamed at the top of his lungs that could deafen ones ear. He looked around in his room to see if he was dreaming or not while gasping for air with fear written all over his face.

In the early morning, Jamie ran his fingers through his great brown hair, looking very stressed, but would you blame him after that 'night'. Sesi sat next to him on the bed with a very concerned look on her face "Baby, what did you dream about?" She said in her usual caring voice "tell me every detail you remember." Then he said stammering as the memories from his dream started to flood his mind. "It was the same...the same dream I've had since two weeks ago. I hear someone walking up the stairs, the sound only gets louder and louder. Usually my dream ends there, but it didn't, it didn't this time. I turned to look myself in the mirror, then I had the feeling that someone was watching me. Its...presence was eerie. I look at my reflection and I see... I see someone wearing a black cloak. He looked familiar. It strangled me with a rope, babe," he said staring into her brown eyes with a crazed stare. "I was about to die in my dream but I woke up before I did, screaming. I remember every detail, it felt so real." Sesi looked at him with scared, confused eyes, not knowing how to respond to what Jamie had just told her.

"What's going on with me, am I going mental?" He said, giving Sesi the same crazed stare. "Babe you not going menta..." "Then why do I have the same dream everyday." Jamie cut her in the middle of her sentence, "don't normal people have different dreams?"

Sesi had her mouth open, not knowing what to say because she knew there was something wrong with him. Ever since the murder of his family, Jamie had never had a good night sleep, but it never got this bad.

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