Dead Asleep

I wandered around in a damp forest about sleep, but only light was going through the vast branches. When there is such a small light, it is difficult to find the way I can follow, but I have to go in this direction. I am not afraid, but I am very cautious about the surrounding environment. I want to break the window, but since I am walking now I do not have visible windows so I know that this part of the brain still exists. I seemed to be several miles away because there was a slight squeak in the brush behind me.

This shocking horror story began when my friend knew that I was asleep when the door was open. He made me wake, but I tried to keep me in this state. The volleyball coach and my friend lived with me until the event coordinator appeared and wanted to know what to do. Everyone around me is very worried. I can not get up, spell my name, or tell me where I am. It is not good. At the time my temple hit, I immediately went downhill, my mother seemed to drag me into the emergency room. The doctor gave me painkillers and muscle relaxants and after Monday I said I should be able to return to school, but that was the biggest lie I was told.

My husband is sleeping. I have a delusive history, so I will close my eyes and go to sleep. At that time, the feeling of absolute fear and fear caught me. This is different from what I have never seen before. I can not even explain it unless I am scared and can not move. Just as I am jealous. Although I did not want a part of it, I tried to open my eyes, he looked at me and stood there near the bed. I completely panicked there and I could not move and he stood there. He turned and turned the floor wrinkled. It is difficult for him to breathe. I want to shout or do something, but I can not. I think it will last forever. Finally, I closed my eyes again and I could not even pray that I am very scared. The floor was hoarse. I opened my eyes, he left.

Put the Count on the mountain of the newly dug out! He is dead or sleeping. Because the eyes are open and there is a stone, I do not know which, but there is no dead glass, and the cheek gains the warmth of life through their pale face. The lips are as red as before. However, there are no signs of movement, pulses, breaths, heartbeats. I sat down trying to find a sign of life, but that was a waste. I do not know about myself or myself, but I ran away from this place and left the Count room by the window.