"Who!? Where!? What happened!?" A woman screamed, glancing around whilst holding a baseball bat. She was disheveled and her nightgown hung loosely giving her a crazy look.
She was my mom.
I didn't know whether to laugh or cry at this ridiculous spectical.
I chose laughing.
"Mom, what are you doing ?" I asked laughing. My mom realized there was no threat and lowered the baseball bat slowly.
"Sarah?" She asked and reached in her pocket for her glasses ,"Are you alright?"
"Yeah mom , I'm okay. What's with the shouting?" I asked and she blushed.
" I thought that -"
"That there was a robber and you were going to go ninja mom on his butt ?" I asked with a humph.
"No , that my daughter brought in her boyfriend ," she moved her hips from side to side ,"and things were getting heated."
" Mom !" I admonished and threw one of the pillows at her.
"What ? It could happen, I know my daughter ." She said mischievously.
Honestly my mom could be alot sometimes.
" Okay , then what was the bat for ?" I asked her. She looked down at the baseball bat still in her hand .
"Oh, well... that was..." She stuttered obviously caught .
" It's okay , I know what it was for ." I said with a sigh,"Sorry mom."
"Was it another bad dream?" She said whilst sitting down next to me. I nodded my head glumly and she sighed.
" Sarah , this the fourth one these two weeks . Are you sure you don't want to talk to Doctor Phil ?" She asked but I immediately shook my head .
I was not going to see doctor Phil , no way . I wasn't crazy , just because of a few nightmares . I didn't want to end up in a looney bin.
" Oh , okay . I won't press you , but I wish you could tell me what it's all about . I'm worried everytime I hear you crying out or screaming as if there's a killer in here ." Mom said gently ," But like I said, I won't push ."
I smiled warmly at her . I knew she would not try to coerce me and instead she would wait until I told her everything. It made feel good that mom was being so patient. I didn't know when I would I tell her, but I would eventually.
" Okay , now time to get back to sleep ." She patting my chin like a kitten.
"Okay , good night mom ." I said lowering my head and she returned with a "Good night , honey ." before closing the door.
Now I was alone again , I felt the dream residue faintly in my head . I remembered the darkness of being in that grave . It had been terrifying, or atleast it should have been, but I hadn't been afraid of that . Only the black shadow above the grave managed to scare me.I sighed and turned my head on my pillow.
Then I froze .
I was now facing my room or more specifically my bedroom door . It was a light brown oakwood door and on it's back was a poster of a pony. The pony was a blonde haired majestic and adorable thing, a gift I got for my 12th birthday. But right now you couldn't see the poster because it was being obscured by a dark shadow.
Like in my dream, I opened my mouth immediately and this time, unlike in my dream, I did scream.