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Nightmare

April 13, 2021
By Anonymous

A train’s headlights can be seen from the windows. The sound comes closer as the walls start to 


shake, almost if also scared of the impending doom, though my heart screams louder than


the crashing rain on the windows that chatter. My hands seem to grip


a soft pillow harder than I should, my eyes seem to close 


tighter than the windows which seem to be trying to


grip onto the seal for life.The horn grows 


louder as if wanting to be a warning


to me. Louder, LOUDER. Until I


wake up in a sweat


from my worst


Nightmare


!


The author's comments:

This was also an assignment I had for class about emotions. I wrote alot of these little short stories/poems for assignments that turned into something real. 


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