Username: Stephaaa
Kalon name: Jax
Irrational fear:
I wake up late in the night, as usual when one of my wild and bizarre dreams end. I better go back to sleep quick and not think about anything— wait what? What is that?
It's a mysterious figure, one I can barely see through the pitch black dark. I can't believe it. The monsters have come to take me finally, it was their GOAL all this time and I can't even believe myself, oh someone please HELP!
I'm way too scared to get out of bed and turn on the lights— especially if something is waiting for me.
I have no plans for this one. I have my zombie apocalypse plan, my hiding plan away from ghosts, but I was not expecting this in the middle of the night!! It's not even moving, not saying anything, just waiting like a cheetah for me, the gazelle. Just sleep through it. It will be gone. I try to go to sleep, and stay as still in my bed as possible.
Just as I thought everything would be fine the heater turns on and pierces shivers through my spine. No! The figure is still there not moving, but I know they did this on purpose. Planning an attack. They've probably already destroyed all my plans and guides. They want to warn me. I yell in terror, "Help!!"
I can just feel it coming closer....
The lights click on.
"What's the problem Jax?!"
I look over at my tired brother and I point behind them. He looks behind. "What?"
I give a big sigh of stupidity and relief. It's just a chair with a pile of clothes.
"Nevermind it's nothing, sorry." I grin and he leaves in bewilderment.