I sat up, and looked around, reassuring myself that it was only a terrible nightmare. I swung my cold legs out from under my thin covers, and shivered. I was covered in sweat, and my heart was beating quickly. I turned my head to look at the clock which now said 3 in the morning. I took a few deep breaths and tried to stand up. But to my surprise, I could barely stand, like I hadn't learned yet. I had a head rush sweep over me, and I almost fell over onto my table. As I tried to regain strength, I finally helped myself up with my bedside table. After doing so, I stretched out my legs. After the stretch they felt much better, and I could finally walk normally.
As I walked to my kitchen to get a cup of warm milk, I thought of going to see a doctor, or anesthesiologist, about my pain in my legs.
As I grabbed a glass for my milk, I heard a small scrape. It was so quiet, it didn't bother me at first. But then the second scrape was louder than the first, and I just told myself that it must be a rat, or an insect of some sort. Since I live in a run down apartment, I have seen a rat or two running down the main hallway to my apartment door. I opened the refrigerator and I grabbed the "2 percent milk" out of the refrigerator door, and took off the cap. suddenly I hear a faint voice just behind my left ear. It said, or at lest I though it said, "this is just the beginning, of the pain and suffering." At this I froze solid, and I didn't dare to turn my head or even breath. I stood there, for a a few seconds. And gathering courage, I turned my head slowly and carefully to the left. Although there was nothing there in the flesh, I felt there IS SOMETHING, like someone watching me, closely.
I snapped out of it, and continued with my warm milk. I poured the milk, spilling a little, and put it into the microwave oven. I punched in 30 seconds on full power, and waited. Just at that moment I saw someone or something run across my front vision into my bedroom. I shook my head and rubbed my eyes. "It was probably nothing" I said to myself. all the sudden I heard a loud noise to the right of me, just to find that my milk was finished warming up. I sighed with relief then took my milk carefully, because of how hot it was, and walked back into my bedroom.
I felt faint right went I walked back into my bedroom, and my head was screaming at me with a headache. I walked slowly towards my bedside table to set my milk down. But before I could set it down, a strong force pushed my hand against my cup and it spilled all over me. The warm milk felt like lava against my skin, and it burned until my eyes watered. I then took off my shirt and threw in into the corner of my room. I looked down at where the milk was spilled, and it was horrific. I suspected to see a red mark where it was burnt, but I saw something else. I saw a giant scrape across my stomach where the milk was spilled. And the cut was bleeding constantly. I finally fainted, and when I was about to hit the ground, I woke up. Reassuring myself that it was only a terrible nightmare, I swung my cold legs out from under my thin covers, and shivered. I was covered in sweat, and my heart was beating quickly. I turned my head to look at the clock which now said 3 in the morning.
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Submitted February 17, 2015 at 01:42AM by Nherbert34 http://ift.tt/1zIK9Uw nosleep
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