iNightmare
Freddie lay in bed sleeping soundlessly one afternoon at eight. He may have looked peaceful, but inside his mind his dream was even better….
"You're so beautiful in the moonlight," he acknowledges looking at an unnoticed outline of a girl.
"I love you," breathed a softer voice into the night. Coming into focus with twinkling blue eyes came a blonde with need in her eyes.
Freddie awoke with a jolt. He gasped for air and pulled at his covers. What a horrible night?
Meanwhile in Sam's dimly lit room she had crashed on her chair and was in a deep sleep. Her hands were lasped together strangely. In her glassed unorganized head a reoccuring dream was taking place….
"I love you too," whispered a shadowed figure close next to her. He placed his warm hand into hers. He got closer and Sam could make out the outline of a tall handsom mystery boy. Yet as he came even nearer she seen the brown liquid eyes and the pursed lips of Freddie Benson. Sam woke up so abruptly she fell out of her chair landing with a thud on the littered floor. What a horrible nightmare?