Dream?

31. července 2017 v 7:19 |  Literární snažení

She was lying in the bed, staring at the dark ceiling. Her schoolmates were already asleep. She could hear their quiet breathing. She really wanted to sleep, but couldn't. First night in a strange bed. She never liked it and always felt nervous about it. Someone once told her what you dream the first night in a strange bed will come true. Most of the time, she didn't remember her dreams, and when she did, they were kind of funny and ridiculous. So why can't she sleep now? Intuition? An omen? Maybe she was thinking too much; her brain was awake. She looked from the window, listened to the floor squeaking, cars driving by, the wind blowing, the door creaking...

The door to the room opened slowly. The hallway was pitch black. A tall figure dressed in a long dark cloak slowly entered the room. He looked in the closet and slowly passed by the beds of her schoolmates. She was terrified, couldn't move or scream. She pretended she was sleeping, hoping he will go away. He was a man, that much she could tell, but she couldn't see his face. He stopped beside her bed and stood there. Just watching. In his right hand she spotted something silver: A knife.

She woke up, still trembling from the horrible dream, remembering the man with the knife. Slowly, she looked around the room. Nobody was there. The doors to the room were closed, same as the doors to the closet. Her schoolmates were sleeping quietly. She had to have fallen asleep and that must have been a horrible dream, just a dream, nothing else. No need to worry. Her breath slowed down, she was much calmer now. They were safe. All the doors were locked, and nobody can come in. She looked from the window, listened to the floor squeaking, cars driving by, the wind blowing, the door creaking...
 

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