I’m waking up. I can not see the clock but I know it is 3:48 AM. Trying to move my legs, but I can’t, trying to turn my head, but I can’t. Now, It’s getting hard for me to breathe. I feel a pressure on my body like someone is pushing me down. The sweat moves across my face, feeling icky and trapped. I can not move; I’m stuck. My body is asleep but my mind is awake, hallucinating. I try and scream but my no one can hear me, no one can see the fears on my mind coming alive. My eyes move straight forward across my bed, and I see her. Who is that? Who is she? She comes closer and closer from a blinking eye. She stands next to my bed, I can feel her force wanting something from me… what is it?

It is so dark. I feel like i'm in space floating with all my imaginations beside me. They follow me. When I open my eyes, I see the white chair pushed into the grey desk, the wooden closet next to the standing mirror, and in between I see her. My thoughts running all over the room I go to when i’m upset, a place where you feel protected and safe, somewhere that is private, how can it feel so empty and strange. It is like you are a stranger in your own home. I am lost in a place where humans go to recharge and get rest, in deep sleep.

She looks dreadful. So eerie and dark. Her long white gown hitting my clean wooden floors, her black straight hair covering her dirty face. She is very skinny, like a sick skinny. As she comes closer I notice her hands. They are wounded and filthy. Then, I realize somewhere in my mind tells me her name starts with a J. It is a feeling that she needs me to know her name. I know she is looking at me, even though her hair is covering her face. People would describe J from someone in a horror movie, but I felt her having a soul that could protect me. Who is J? And what does she want?

I’m waking up, feeling my eyelashes push up against my cheek, turning my head to see J to make sure she is still there but, she disappeared. She is gone. I feel confused and lost. As I shiver, I take off my sweaty sweatshirt. Too scared to even turn on the lamp right beside me. Reaching over the table to turn the nob, I can now see the clock. It is 3:48 AM.