When I woke, my bed seemed smaller than
usual. And the room seemed darker than I remembered. I wondered if I
was dreaming and just thought I was awake.
I
tried to roll over, stretch to wake myself up and look at my clock,
but something heavy had me pinned in place. I stifled a scream, not
wanting to alert my captor to the fact that I was awake. Or was I
asleep, and this was no dream but a nightmare? Or a flashback to last
fall?
I
closed my eyes again for a second, but when I re-opened them nothing
had changed. I cautiously wiggled each of my arms, and then each of
my legs, to analyze the situation. To my relief, only one arm was
pinned down. If I took it slowly and carefully, I could squirm out
from under the weight holding me down and roll off the mattress.
Leave me a comment and let me know what you think.
And just for eye-candy, here's another house that could serve as a model for a home in Oak Grove. Or I could see it as a farmhouse out in the country somewhere.
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