Bloody 4am in the morning and I am jolted awake by a nightmare. I was struggling to get away from a pair of very strong hands, whose owner I couldn't see. A monster beneath my bed. Bloody freaking afraid. It eats bananas as my room floor had boxes of bananas laid out. Kept taunting me with its presence, its ability to snare me but it wouldn't just yet. So that it could feast on my fear. Then it pounced. I struggled. Until I woke up in cold sweat.
Don't dare to see behind me. Shit.
Where's anyone at 4 freaking am when I need him or her or whoever.
I'm so gonna laugh at this post in the morning. But now I'm going back to cower beneath the covers.
