I stared aghast as it advanced down the hall corridor toward me. I tried desperately to get to my feet, but it seemed that my brain and body were disconnected. Scrambling back, my chest heaved with the fast yet deep breaths of extreme fright at a rate which increased as the silhouetted figure drew nearer. Suddenly, a bump confirmed an immediately worse fear than the figure: my back was against the wall. It stalked closer and closer and closer until I could see its glowing yellow eyes contrasted against the moonless night in the window; its maw full of pointed teeth . Trembling with all-encompassing fear, I watched almost in slow-motion as he lunged! I barely threw myself aside in time, and my shoulder banged against the side of the hall. As the monstrous being turned to look at me with withering vehemence, I knew it was over this time. I was trapped in a corner, and one look at the snarling countenance told me everything. Escape was impossible. The glowing eyes flashed, and I yelled as the widely spread jaws became the only thing I saw! And it was at that moment that I woke up. My yell faded while I sat up and realized that I was no longer beleaguered by that terrifying manifestation of my mind. The sound of footsteps put me back on edge, but as their origin entered the room, I relaxed. My mother walked in and said “Honey, are you okay? I heard your yells from my room.” I sighed and told her not to worry, it was just a nightmare and it was over. Despite my attempts to assuage her, she continued with her histrionic worrying. “What was it about honey?” I decided that it would be best to go ahead and tell her, in the interests of going to sleep. “Well Mom, it was nothing terribly crazy, just about this big monster thing in our hallway. He had me in a corner, but that was when I woke up.” “Oh you poor thing--” cooed my mother, but I interrupted her. “Mom, I need to get back to sleep! I have school in the morning, remember?” That finally
I stared aghast as it advanced down the hall corridor toward me. I tried desperately to get to my feet, but it seemed that my brain and body were disconnected. Scrambling back, my chest heaved with the fast yet deep breaths of extreme fright at a rate which increased as the silhouetted figure drew nearer. Suddenly, a bump confirmed an immediately worse fear than the figure: my back was against the wall. It stalked closer and closer and closer until I could see its glowing yellow eyes contrasted against the moonless night in the window; its maw full of pointed teeth . Trembling with all-encompassing fear, I watched almost in slow-motion as he lunged! I barely threw myself aside in time, and my shoulder banged against the side of the hall. As the monstrous being turned to look at me with withering vehemence, I knew it was over this time. I was trapped in a corner, and one look at the snarling countenance told me everything. Escape was impossible. The glowing eyes flashed, and I yelled as the widely spread jaws became the only thing I saw! And it was at that moment that I woke up. My yell faded while I sat up and realized that I was no longer beleaguered by that terrifying manifestation of my mind. The sound of footsteps put me back on edge, but as their origin entered the room, I relaxed. My mother walked in and said “Honey, are you okay? I heard your yells from my room.” I sighed and told her not to worry, it was just a nightmare and it was over. Despite my attempts to assuage her, she continued with her histrionic worrying. “What was it about honey?” I decided that it would be best to go ahead and tell her, in the interests of going to sleep. “Well Mom, it was nothing terribly crazy, just about this big monster thing in our hallway. He had me in a corner, but that was when I woke up.” “Oh you poor thing--” cooed my mother, but I interrupted her. “Mom, I need to get back to sleep! I have school in the morning, remember?” That finally