Fear

I remember falling.

I fell so hard and so fast, all I could hear was the wind, as it pushed against me. The sound was so deafening, I couldn’t even hear my own screaming.

I reached up to touch my face and frowned. I’m not screaming.

“Help,” I tried to say.

Not a sound was made.

The wind stopped.

I’m now lying on something hard and cold.

I try to open my eyes, but they seem to be stuck.

“Help!” I scream, this time.

Nothing.

Something touches my leg.

It’s crawling up my calf and slowly up my thigh. It reaches my stomach.

No, please, no.

I feel its heavy breath on my skin. It’s–

I’m cut off by a scream.

I jolt upright and look around. Noticing my familiar pale, gray walls and my fluffy, white blanket, I let out a sigh of relief.

It was just a dream.

Laying back down, I close my eyes and attempt to go back to sleep.

A few moments pass and my eyes bolt open as I feel something sliding up my leg.

“No…” I fearfully whisper.

It’s fear. He’s here.

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Hiyah and welcome to Monday! Although I am extremely tired, my mind feels a little more than awake, oddly enough. This past weekend, I finally shared the link to my blog, on my social media. Even though it was rather tough for me to do so, I was almost immediately flooded with response from my friends and loved ones.

Hearing that my stories and words have the ability to touch others and make differences in their lives is utterly priceless. Never once did I think that my passion for writing could impact someone else. It is for those reasons that I am so happy I finally decided to buckle down and just write. Nearly 2 months later–I know!!! It doesn’t feel like it, does it?!– 100+ followers and more reads than I could have ever imagined later, here I am.

Without your constant support and endless encouragement, I would have most likely gone back to writing for myself. I’m too far in to go back, now, though.

Thank you, thank you, thank you to all who support my passion and mission! I love you all!!!

Always desire to inspire.

Haylee Dean