NIGHTMARE
I am awake, but I can't move.
I want to scream, but I can't.
My voice is stuck in my throat.
I see her there, in the corner of the room, surrounded by dust motes or something celestial.
But I am petrified: totally paralysed.
I know she is dead and I think, perhaps, I am too.
I want to scream, but I can't.
My voice is stuck in my throat.
I see her there, in the corner of the room, surrounded by dust motes or something celestial.
But I am petrified: totally paralysed.
I know she is dead and I think, perhaps, I am too.
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