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I’ll go through my day like normal
Breakfast, school, lunch, more school, home, and then dinner
I go to bed after that
I’ll stay up for hours, and hours, and hours
But I just can’t sleep
It’s no wonder why really
There’s a face in my closet
The face of a monster
Jaw hanging open, loose yet threatening
Canines long and sharp, flesh slapping the floor as it rots from its bones
The monster screams
It screams and growls and moans at all hours of the night
The thing creeps towards me late in the night
When the moon is full and the night at its darkest
It ambles toward me
Claws extended and scraping the floor as it goes
Body slinking towards me, as if a predator hunting its helpless prey
I clench my eyes shut in fear, waiting
Waiting for claws to sink into flesh
Waiting for blood to drip down my body as the light fades from my eyes
Waiting for this nightmare to be over
Waiting for…
And then I open my eyes
Suddenly I’m at the breakfast table again, set just as it was that morning
Table full, and plates empty
‘It was just a nightmare’ (I think that every time)
But as I go through my day…
Everything is the same
The outfits, the class work, the hallway conversation
I go to bed again
It’s been hours and I can’t sleep
“Just like before” a voice will whisper
I ignore it (I always do)
Yet as I roll over…
I can’t help but to look towards my closet
The face is there again