It had been a rainy Sunday for the most part and I woke up with my mom's cluttering at the kitchen as she made some breakfast. Her music played from our speaker but only a whisper as not to wake me up. A poor attempt to do so but I fell asleep after a second or two.
For awhile, I finally got up as I smelled my mom's cooking and we ate breakfast together. However, I only slept six hours today since three in the morning which I hazily decided to take a nap after washing the dishes.
As my bed was comfy and mellow as marshmallow, I curled up and went to bed and then I fell into a deep sleep, escaping my mind's misty, tiring reality and went into my slumber's realm.
My dream was empty at first, all dark and husky. Though I was very contented and sleep was beckon to me, I fell into a trap. My slumber's realm was dark now and I realized I was in coma of my own nightmare.
I was awoken by the wind, my hair was slowly blown away and I was chained in the chair with a table in front of me. Confused as I was, I realized that the room was dark green and square with a two-way mirror —- an interrogation room.
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My Slumber's Realm
Short StoryA Short Story Based on true events. It's a story I made this last Sunday (09/27/2020) after I had a nightmarish dream while I was sleeping. All rights reserved.