Creepy Crawly Nightmare
By Craig Wilson
The smoke clears, and I am now staring at the ceiling.
I realise I am lying in a bathroom in an old house.
The horror sets in. I’m in a really disgusting bathtub.
Someone filled the tub with dead spiders and dead flies.
I feel dizzy and faint. I cannot stop shaking right now.
I cannot fight back tears. I need to get out of here now.
I stumble out of the tub. I then head for the exit door.
The door won't open. My throat closes in. I pant hard.
I shoulder barge into the door. I leave the horrible dream.
The End
The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.
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