I awoke in a cold sweat, shaking with terror as my dreams came rushing back to me. Pulling the covers off my sweaty body, I sat up wiping sweat from my forehead. The dream felt so real, like a memory. I shook my head trying to push the dream from my mind. I grabbed my cell phone to check the time. 5:30.
Ugh. Time to get a shower to get ready for morning classes. Stripping off my clothes I grabbed my towel and went to my bathroom across from my bedroom. Turning the water to a warm temperature, I thought back to my dream.
Why did it feel so real? Why did it feel like a memory?
"Pull it together, Aleigha. Quit freaking out over a stupid dream."
Putting my towel on the towel rack, I shook my head at my ridiculousness. I let the water shower down on me cleaning off the sweat from my body.
I quickly washed and got out of the shower. I stood in front of my wired robe and decided on simple black leggings with a pink shirt sleeve top. Pulling in my white sparkly sandals I grabbed my backpack and car keys and headed downstairs.
I arrived to class 20 minutes early, so I sat in my car. My dream still pushed its way to the front of my head.
YOU ARE READING
The Familiar Stranger
Mystery / ThrillerAleigha Williams has strange nightmares every night. She can't place her finger on it, but the man seems so familiar. Can she and her boyfriend, Jesse, figure out who he is before he come for her? Will Aleigha ever be safe?
