Enimies of My Nightmares

8:45 I awoke lying lifeless in a large queen sized bed. Unable to move my arms or legs. I opened my mouth to scream but nothing came out. I lived my worst nightmare daily, something known as sleep paralysis. I went back to sleep and woke myself up but this time I could move. I managed to crawl out out bed and get dressed for the day of horror that awaited. A horror otherwise known as highschool.

I walked in with my black shoulder length hair in a top knot. Being the morning I had I really had no intentions of brushing my hair yet less styleing it. My eyes the color blue with red around them from the lack of sleep I had gotten the night before. I seem to have reaccuring nightmares almost every night with new details prevailing each time.

It's a freaky feeling you know, feeling trapped day afterday in this nightmare. A dreaming state that leaves you paralyzed.

I walked into the hellhole know as highschool and sat at the chipped away desk in the back. My backpack slipped off my shoulder and feel to the floor revealing a sketch pad. I pulled it out and looked through it. It was all the same person some in better detail than the next.

I dropped my sketchbook on the desk, and quickly grabbed my pencils. I noticed the detail that wasn't there yesterday. A name tag. revealing ab and then I forgot. As soon as I got something, It was gone. A distant memory that would hopefully come back at some point.