I woke up screaming. Something was in my room. It was as black as darkness hanging over my bed. It spoke. I didn’t understand what it was saying. It wasn’t human. What was it? I fought to push it away and I felt it. It’s skin on my hand. I can’t get the image out my mind. I screamed. I looked around to find I was alone again. It wasn’t a dream. I never fell asleep.