Nightmare (also known as: I'm an evil mun)
Clara had woken up from the 'bad dream' again. It wasn't the first or last time she had the dream. She just glanced around the dormitory room. Seven other girls hared the room with her. Their ages ranged from six to ten. She was the youngest of the group. But right now she needed to get out. She didn't bother to pull on slippers.
Instead she slipped out of bed and ran. She made it out of the room without a sound.
Ran down the halls. She stooped by the little chapel on the orphanage grounds.
They weren't encouraged to go in. But...she felt a strong need to be near something pure. Feeling a twinge of guilt she continues on.
That was right...the garden. Outside. It had a statue of Saint Francis. She wasn't sure which one. There were two or three of them.
But that made her smile in triumph.
So she slips out a door and presses on. When she gets to the garden she sinks down on her knees studying the statue in the faint moonlight.
"I..I pray thee lord my...s-soul to keep. I pray the lord my soul to take...i-if I die b-b..before I wake."
She frowns. That didn't sound right. And the feelings from the nightmare where still there.
"God...please? The n-nightmares....m-make them g-go away."
She covers her ears. To anyone who wasn't her it sounded just like the wind. But to her there was a very evil laugh.
Instead she slipped out of bed and ran. She made it out of the room without a sound.
Ran down the halls. She stooped by the little chapel on the orphanage grounds.
They weren't encouraged to go in. But...she felt a strong need to be near something pure. Feeling a twinge of guilt she continues on.
That was right...the garden. Outside. It had a statue of Saint Francis. She wasn't sure which one. There were two or three of them.
But that made her smile in triumph.
So she slips out a door and presses on. When she gets to the garden she sinks down on her knees studying the statue in the faint moonlight.
"I..I pray thee lord my...s-soul to keep. I pray the lord my soul to take...i-if I die b-b..before I wake."
She frowns. That didn't sound right. And the feelings from the nightmare where still there.
"God...please? The n-nightmares....m-make them g-go away."
She covers her ears. To anyone who wasn't her it sounded just like the wind. But to her there was a very evil laugh.