Lying there on the floor,
I dare not dream some more,
For there came a noise of
An unearthly sound,
That felt like heavy
Breathing down my neck.

The fear growing inside me
Held me to that accursed floor,
I wish I could have done more.

Feeling braver I jumped into bed,
Turned off the lights,
And pulled the sheets over my head.

Lying there in my bed,
I felt as if I was dead,
I closed my eyes and fell asleep,
I never heard another peep.

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