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Nightfall begins. It's beautiful, magical,

even astonishing.  The grueling, long

process of avoiding my dreams.

So many bad thoughts from the books I read

right before bed.  I could feel the darkness

creeping up my window. I am scared!


Terrified, anxiety ridden. I'm scared!

I try to think of things, happy or magical

to counteract all the feelings of darkness.

I want to go tell mom, but the hallway is so long

to my parents room. So maybe trying to read

baby books at this hour will help my dreams.


I tried a dream catcher to catch my dreams.

And if it stayed bright all day I wouldn't be scared.

Across the globe there are places like that, I've read

about.  And that in itself is absolutely magical.

A night light being enough, is the type of night I long

for.  But until then I still have to fight with darkness.


What did it ever do to me, darkness?

Other than infiltrate my precious dreams

with monsters, loud noises, and long

dark memories. Leaving me broken and scared.

Sometimes the creatures are even magical

in weird ways like the books I read.


It is not only what I have read

but also movies that are full of darkness.

Equipped with a creative genius' magical

ideas, movies bring tons of visuals to my dreams.

One day, I know I am going to get over being scared

of these things. But that's going to take so long.


So until then, I can only long

for the day that I can read

a book and not be so scared

and anxious of the darkness

that it entails.  Or let my dreams

turn events into things that are magical.


Although I know it'll be so long until this night’s darkness

goes away, I will read until the morning interrupts my dreams.

Because being scared is for the birds, but the nightfall remains magical.

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