'It's over. It was just a bad dream.' Alison thought after opening her eyes. Normally after a nightmare, she'd wake up and look around or turn the lamp light on but the power was knocked out.
She couldn't remember what her nightmare was about, just that someone was screaming for help. It hurt to breathe and her heart pounded harshly against her chest, intensifying her fearful state.
If there was one thing that Alison Elena Castillo hated most in this world, it was being afraid with no reason why or nothing to fix it.
The storm raged on outside and Alison stopped for a second when she heard footsteps in the hallway.
She looked around frantically for a weapon of some sort, thinking that a stranger was in the house.
Unable to find one, she pulls the comforter closer to her as she heard her door open, a strange noise between a whimper and a scream escaping her mouth before her eyes adjust to the dark room and she feels a familiar hand brush against her hair.
'Daddy?' She chokes out before sitting up and he hugs her. She could always count on him to make the nightmares go away.
'Shh...it's ok, baby. The monster's gone.' Martin says as Alison clings onto him, resting her head against his shoulder.
She doesn't say anything else, only letting the tears fall like rain and Martin hopes that the horrible nightmares will be gone by morning.
