Am I awake or am I dreaming? The darkness consumes the room. My eyes won't adjust. Is there something lurking behind that chair? No. My mind is playing tricks on me. It's just that pile of laundry I let sit there. It's fine. Everything is. What was that? I could have sworn I saw something rear its ugly head from the side of the chair. If only I can muster up the courage to turn on the light. But it's too far away
I'm just done with it nowadays. But what you wrote was not that bad. I was able to understand what was going on. It was easy to follow. You had acting. Unless it was a robot voice, I'm not sure. Like it had a good flow to it. It was easy to understand. My God, my head hurts. Okay, so, yeah, paranormal short stories. It's not really my cup of tea, per se. It can be
