The Nightmare (Chapter One)

             The Nightmare- Chapter One

 

     I burst awake, not knowing where I am.The same dream had been haunting me for as long as I could remember. The taste of blood lingers on my lips, as I recover from my shaking. Slipping out of my warm bed I have the feeling of being watched. Looking around, the feeling quickly dissipates.

           " Huh. That was odd," I whisper to myself, not wanting to wake the others in the house.

           After all it was- I look at the clock- 5:31 AM. Well there isn't really any point in trying to go back to sleep.  I walk over to the antique dresser sitting by the window. I open the top drawer, taking out my costomary red tank top. I then close it, opening the second drawer, and pulling out my worn-out blue-jean shorts. Cautiously I open the creaky door, and tip-toe across the hall to the bathroom for a hot shower to help me relax.

         As the warm water beats down on my tense body I start wondering what it would be like to have a father. This wouldn't be the first time I've wondered such. I'm jerked out of my train of thought by a creaking noise. I dismiss this as just my brother outside in the hallway trying to scare me. Ignoring the noise I turn away from the bathroom door. Then I hear it again, this time closer. There was no way that was coming from outside the bathroom. I turn the water off, listening harder. I hear it again, this time near the sink.

         All of the sudden there is a squeaking noise by the mirror. I reach my hand out and grab the towel, wrapping it around me. I climb out of the shower. Turning my head toward the mirror for a moment all I see is my damp reflection. Then I notice something isn't right.

 

         

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