The Reality

January 10, 2018
Slowly stepping silently
Taking slow shallow breaths
Everyone still watching over my shoulder
I stop to catch my breathe

I hear
A tapping coming close
Frantically looking for a place to hide
But I'm too late
I feel it's hot breath on my back

I wake up in a cold sweat saying in relief
Hoping it was just a nightmare
But it wasn't

It all happened





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