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sleep paralysis

my eyes slowly open
like shaking fluttering
curtains
my back is
facing the window
I'm certain
the cold air is rising
up my back
everything around my
room is piercing
with a darkish bluish
black
i assume its
morning
but i cant move
paralyzed in fear
i hear the faint groove
of the industrial
streets clashing
behind me
i try to scream for help
for someone to untie me
I wiggle my toes oh so
very violently
my breathing is becoming
fast paced
i see a shadow
of a man
he is wearing an elegant hat
and a suit
seems like he has great taste
i hear clacking on my roof
he tips his hat to me
and bows
he then jumps off
i hear something snap
like someone dropped
a frozen meat on the table
i try to move but i cant
all i hear is gurgling
and moans of a crying man
I hear a voice coming closer
to my window telling me
to wake up, wake up

I'm awake to the smell
of sweet and salty bacon
in the morning my mom is
calling me for breakfast.
Written by mike565
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