There is a creature in my bedroom. It is watching me. It watched as I undressed, spied as I removed my makeup, and stealthily gazed upon me as I applied moisturiser to every inch of skin. I turned to climb into bed... there it was; dark, sinister eyes level with mine, quietly daring me to do something as it waited for my scream. Neither of us moved... this monstrosity awaiting my next move, biding it's time before the eventual attack. I prepared myself to fight - too long have I screamed and ran away in terror... no more! I told myself to be brave, braced myself for what may come... but I stalled. I flinched. The beast took its chance... pounced as I shut my eyes and screamed. Now I have no idea where that fucking spider has gone!!
Leanne Cooper is a sleep-deprived mother of 2 feral weirdos, who writes poetry and prose at the ungodly hour of 3 AM. - www.facebook.com/leannecooper.author
Leanne Cooper is a sleep-deprived mother of 2 feral weirdos, who writes poetry and prose at the ungodly hour of 3 AM. - www.facebook.com/leannecooper.author
What a brilliant twist. Love this.
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This is based on a true story, and I can confirm it happened at around 3 AM haha!
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