#100wordscreams

The ticking clock is even more louder at night. Her eyes are wider than ever, dry and unblinking. Attempting to fall in a deep sleep, she squeezes both eyes tight shut hoping it could make her a little tired. All it did was make her lids hurt. She opened them slowly, sighed with frustration. A figure stands over the bed, she gasped and sits up immediately. She turns on her bedside lamp and looks around the room. It's just her, lying back tentatively she turns off the light. Hands hold her mouth and neck, strangling her last breath. Eyes finally close shut.