Jamie's NightmareA Story by A.E. ReedStaying in bed when something goes bump in the night can provide useful.
Jamie woke up in a cold sweat, her sheets crumpled around her and her favorite teddy bear tossed carelessly on the floor. She had had a nightmare, that much was evident, but she had not the slightest idea what about. Reaching down she picked up her bear and pulled the covers over her body, settling into bed again. After a while she looked up through a crack in the cocoon of a blanket she had made and took a glance at the alarm clock on her nightstand.
3:14 Closing her eyes again she tried to go to sleep. Hearing a creak in the hallway her eyes snapped open again. Quietly, she waited, searching for any unknown noises. Nothing. Laughing it off as her imagination she closed her eyes again. Finally, after realizing she was never going to fall asleep again she tossed her blankets back. 3:54 With a small sigh Jamie latched onto her bear and yanked it from the folds of the sheets. Pushing on her slippers she padded to the door of her room. Taking one last look at her alarm clock she headed out of her room and into the hallway. Creak. Freezing in mid-step she felt her heart beginning to speed up. Looking down the hallway she saw nothing out of place and taking a deep breath she walked the rest of the way to the middle of the hallway. Across from her room was the bathroom, and next to the bathroom was her brother, Jack, room. Turning she saw the stairs across from her. Pulling her bear along with her she walked down the stairs, keeping her ears open for any noises. In the kitchen she opened the refrigerator. Pulling out the carton of milk she took a small cup and poured herself a glass. Putting the carton back she leaned on the counter and sipped her milk. Looking at the kitchen clock she checked the time again. 4:07 After she finished her milk she put her cup in the sink and grabbed her bear. Stepping up the first step of the stairs she paused. Thunk. Clutching her bear tighter she followed the source of the noise. Walking to her parent’s room she opened the door. The door creaked and she quickly pushed it open all the way. Walking to the bed she looked at her parents. Through the moonlight filtering from their window she could clearly make out the stab wounds on their bodies, their blood soaking the sheets and mattress. Unable to scream she fell to the floor soundlessly and began to weep. After pulling herself together she got herself up and began to walk out the door intent on finding out were her parents killer was, and getting ready to see if her brother was alive she walked to the door. Before she could make it out of the room she felt something sharp pierce her stomach and pull out. She looked up into the face of her parent’s killer, her killer. “Jack, why?” she whispered to her brother © 2011 A.E. ReedAuthor's Note
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9 Reviews Added on November 18, 2010 Last Updated on October 5, 2011 AuthorA.E. ReedFLAboutSo, I won't go crazy with this because I know most people won't read it unless they're your stalker or something. I'm pretty much just a typical girl. I like to have fun and hang out with my friends (.. more..Writing
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