Haunting Dreams.

"Please, don't…" a gasp slipped past her parted lips and she let out a nervous murmur that was barely audible. A solemn whimper incessantly slipped through her lips at the same time.

Her eyes were shut tightly and her brows furrowed, beads of perspiration rolled down her forehead down to her cheeks while her body also thrashed violently around the bed. Her fingers were balled to form a tight fist. She clenched her fingers so tightly that blood ceased to flow in her hands, her veins and blood vessels popped and her hands became pale. A teardrop leaked out of the corner of her eyes and it mixed with the beads of sweat rolling down to her cheek.

The strands of her messy hair stuck against the skin of her face and neck, and her breathing was shallow, it was as though something pressed heavily against her chest. The torturous moment came and passed after a while, her laboured breathing slowly eased and after a few minutes had passed, she slowly opened her eyes again.

She inhaled deeply a