4th Night

I've not been sleeping good. It's 4:00 am here, and my body feels tired. I can't sleep though. I feel awake and tired all in one. This has been going on for a while, but the past 4 nights have been hell. The worst of the lack of sleep is when I actually do sleep. I awake from nightmares, drenched in sweat. My heart races and I pant for breath, but the nights are only filled with fear. One dream consisted of armed convicts escaping from prison and chasing me. Another was more of a painful fear. A fear of being alone. Those I care about abandoned me. Lost and alone in a place I don't know. Fear, panic, terror. I'm begining to fear sleep. Not really sleep, but the dreams. They terrify me. Watching your friend become captive of armed convicts is nothing good. Feeling the bang of their fists on the door as they try to come for you, but the paper thin door that should be indented with their fists keeps them out. Running in a panic, searching for an escape. Nothing to free me. Nothing but dawn. I miss the peaceful dreams. In the past four nights one night is all that I have managed to find a dreamless sleep. I went to bed early that night. The dreams that I have almos began to expect gave me release for one night. I'm becoming scared.

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