I wake up with a start.
I am breathing fast and my heart is beating hard and so fast I hold my hand over my chest. I can feel the remnants of the dream in my bones, I have never been so scared in my life and I have also never been so happy that a dream was juts that; a dream.
My whole body feel like I have gone through hell and back I barely have any energy left in me.
My eyes adjust to the low lighting of my bedroom and I decide to get off the bed, because I don't think I am going to find sleep any time soon after such a rattling dream.
Just as I am about to swing my legs off the bed, something catches my attention on my periphery and look over to the corner, a few feet from the side of my bed to the chair that's there.
There is a figure seated there and I jump, screaming and shocked out of my mind.
