The Nightmare

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"No, stop following me!" I scream at the girl with pale white skin and dark black eyes in a pale almost transparent nightdress. I ran and ran and ran. My feet thumped hard on the gray pavement. The lights near the street were flickering as she got closer. I don't know why, but this little miss creeped me out so bad. Mabye it was her bonechilling eyes or her gray skin? She just kept following me. Why, why did I deserve this? She followed me until I finally fell to the ground. She floated over to me and.... I woke up sweating all over.

The nightmare seemed so real. I could still see the lines on her face to the littlest detail. All the patterns on her dress and the tiny brooch over her heart. At home, I never got any nightmares. So why did I have one at camp?

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