I woke up from what seemed to be a cold summer breeze, only to find out that my windows were shut. "Well, that's odd," I thought.

I sat up. Drank some water. Looked around. The dim glow coming from my night light was flickering. I got off the bed, and moved towards it in order to fix it.

As I was passing by my open closet (“Open? Why did I leave it open?"), I saw my red coat fall to the ground. I opened the closet door completely in order to put it back, but what I saw made my heart sink into the ground.

A young girl was standing there, her long black hair covering half of her face, her big black eyes fixed on my night light across the room, staring at it like was the only thing in the room.

The light flickered again; this time, it almost went out.

She raised her hand towards it, her skeleton-like fingers opening wide like a claw. Her thin lips formed a smile my mind will never be able to erase from its memory.

I froze, unable to move. My lips parted in desperation, trying to form a scream that refused to come out.

She slowly turn her head towards me. Her smile grew wider, and her head tilted. Her black eyes turned red, locked onto mine.

She started to close her fingers, and the light from my lamp dimmed even more, until it finally lost all its power and surrendered.

Pitch black. The only thing I could hear was my heartbeat. The only thing I could think of was her eyes.

For a minute nothing happened. And then I heard it. I felt it. It was her breath, ice cold, only inches away from my face.

An evil giggle filled the air. A giggle that turn into a scream. A scream that turned into a growl. I felt her nails on my face, tearing my flesh like knives...

I fainted.

When I opened my eyes, I was on my bed. The morning light was streaming through my white curtains.

"It was a dream!" I whispered. I covered my face with my hands. "Just a dream!" I yelled.

I started laughing.

I stood up, laughing harder and harder, eyes open wide.

I walked across the room. I passed by my open closet, by the red coat on the floor. I turned on my bathroom light. Looked at myself in the mirror.

I kept laughing as I was removing her fingernails from my face.