The Storm

A storm rages on outside. The wind howling throw the trees, making sounds like deathly screams. Rain lashed again the small bedroom window that let only a small amount of light in.

A small can be heard from the dark corner of the room.

'I'm scared'

A flash of light briefly lights up the small room. A small child dressed in rags with chains around thier feet sit in the corner.

You wake up with a cry. That dream again.