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She restled with sleep as it evades her,
Deborah has been staring at the clock for hours
as the hands of time ticked by ever so slowly.
She cursed the nights when it creeps up on her
for she fears the tormenting hours of her unrested soul.
She looks at the clock once again and realizes
Todd was not home yet from the late business meeting
and the kids are asleep.
Suddenly her ears alerted her of a faint noise
arising from the floor below, she listened again
and knew it was in the kitchen. Her heart rate increased
palpitating furiously, slowly debbie gained her courage
to arise and cautiously treads to the bedroom door,
but she also remembered to take the gun that Todd
had shown her how to use when he was never there to
protect her.
The bedroom door creaks open, the noise is muffled,
she moves closer to the stairway anticipating the
gory darkness and the murderous spirit roaming her house.
Step by step she draws closer to the bottom of the stairway.
As she reached the last stair, her heart racing, her hands
starts sweating pathetically, making her to lose grip on the rail
of the staircase almost losing balance.
Debbie cursed the moment of insomnia
because it could have prevented this madness of fear and despair.
The noise gained up on her and before Debbie realized the
ugliness of the night, her hands desperately pulled at the trigger.
Something dropped to the floor in the still of the night.
She raced to switch on the lights and when the darkness has fled
the room, debbie looked in horror at what lay before her.
insomnia kills.................
Deborah has been staring at the clock for hours
as the hands of time ticked by ever so slowly.
She cursed the nights when it creeps up on her
for she fears the tormenting hours of her unrested soul.
She looks at the clock once again and realizes
Todd was not home yet from the late business meeting
and the kids are asleep.
Suddenly her ears alerted her of a faint noise
arising from the floor below, she listened again
and knew it was in the kitchen. Her heart rate increased
palpitating furiously, slowly debbie gained her courage
to arise and cautiously treads to the bedroom door,
but she also remembered to take the gun that Todd
had shown her how to use when he was never there to
protect her.
The bedroom door creaks open, the noise is muffled,
she moves closer to the stairway anticipating the
gory darkness and the murderous spirit roaming her house.
Step by step she draws closer to the bottom of the stairway.
As she reached the last stair, her heart racing, her hands
starts sweating pathetically, making her to lose grip on the rail
of the staircase almost losing balance.
Debbie cursed the moment of insomnia
because it could have prevented this madness of fear and despair.
The noise gained up on her and before Debbie realized the
ugliness of the night, her hands desperately pulled at the trigger.
Something dropped to the floor in the still of the night.
She raced to switch on the lights and when the darkness has fled
the room, debbie looked in horror at what lay before her.
insomnia kills.................
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