Sleep Deprvivation

I was a young mother, exhausted, I was going to lie down for a second. As my eyes closed, I saw an old Ford coming down an alley. My heart began beating erratically; terror entered my soul. They are going to kill me! An internal voice screamed. I looked down and saw a dress and shoes from the thirties. I knew I was in Chicago; I was a gangster’s girlfriend. And his gang was after me. I felt them chase me down in an alley. I was trapped. One of them threw me down and began to cut my throat. His wide grinning face was the last thing I saw. Death was a relief. Sleep deprivation is a real thing now for me.