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Imagination can run wild sometimes when sleeping..

Sleep Can Be Scary

by HarryT

Lying in bed, I hear a chilling sound Shadows spooned by full moon round Windowpane rattling, a cold breath fear I know there’s a phantom lingering near   Eyes open wide, ears perk to peak I hear footsteps echoing squeaks? Pull my sheet over my panicking head “Please, please I don’t want to be dead” I scream out a piercing, fear-stricken cry “Please leave here, I don’t want to die.”   A cold hand reaches under my sheet Touches my fearful, trembling cheek Mom says rescuing words I needed to hear “Okay, my son, a bad dream, nothing to fear.”