Midnight Madness
I try to sleep
I pull the covers over my head
I can't breathe
She wants to know why nobody can hear her
She looks around and all she sees
are dead spirits
the wind howls outside
like a suffocating warewolf
the leaves are ruffling loudly
I am now very confused
Who am I?
What is this place?
I feel like a stranger to myself
I wait an hour
two
three
sleep
I wake up
do I get up now?
or later?
I wait and listen
who is there?
i wonder if i can stay
in my bed
the rest of the day
but somehow
i know i can't
someone will think
something's wrong
THE END
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