Really, I don't remember much, just waking up with my curtains open and seeing this really pale face looking at me, don't really remember what the face looked like, if anything. Gaddamn nightmares -grumble grumble grumble-
At least I didn't scream and get my arms scratched to pieces by the evil incarnate.
Evil Incarnate here =3
Or, then again, I have no idea which of the 6 it was, the next likely candidate is, of course the floofiest one.
Nearly as evil as the evil incarnate =3
Posting early because, well honestly it's Sunday and the dream is going to be the only interesting part of my day and I'll probably forget it later. I will be posting the lip-singing video later, despite my embarrassment, but it isn't uploaded to youtube yet, and knowing my friends it won't be uploaded until midnight or something >.> Or she'll send it to me and tell ME to upload it because 'she doesn't know how/doesn't feel like it being on her account'
Honestly annoying in my opinion.
Poem:
A scratching noise from the closet door
a bump sounding from under my bed
In my mind creatures of lore
I say to my ears it's all in my head
The sound of breathing not my own
and claws rapping on the ground
I roll over with a groan
To deny the horrible sound
But I sit up with a start
as I stare at the face
and the pounding of my heart
I've already given up the chase
The teeth, the eyes, the claws, it's horrible breath!
I know what I'm seeing is surely my death!
Well, that's that I suppose. Nothing more, nothing less. Look forward to me embarrassing myself later today >.>
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