It’s 12:03 am and I wake up, screaming to the top of my lungs. I just had a really horrible dream. Luckily no one was home to rush in my room saying, “Angelica, Angelica! What’s wrong?! It was only a dream! It’s okay!” like they really give a shit!
tales of mystery, horror and suspense
It’s 12:03 am and I wake up, screaming to the top of my lungs. I just had a really horrible dream. Luckily no one was home to rush in my room saying, “Angelica, Angelica! What’s wrong?! It was only a dream! It’s okay!” like they really give a shit!