Nightmare

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I wake up with a jolt. Heavy breathing sounds fill the air as I try to take in large gulps of air.

My lungs feel like they have been set on fire. My hands are sweaty and sweat is running down my forehead.

The nightmare keeps repeating itself in my head.

Tears are rushing down my cheeks as I lay in the darkness, quivering, unable to close my eyes, fearing that they will be back.

The monsters. The monsters that haunt me every night.

(84 words)

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