and she used vaaasaline.
He stands over my bed, mistly swollowed up by darkness.I'm laying there asleep but I can see him. When he reaches for me his arms extend like smoke. Hands like mist around my neck. I wake up screaming.cold sweat drenches my clothes and bed sheets. The back on my head hurt and when my hand came away, bloody, from the mushy mess I saw that my hand wasn not covered only with blood but with maggots.they squirmed and a few fell from my hand onto my blankets. I woke up screaming.cole sweat drenches my clothes and bed sheets...