g-man

“No”, a loud scream came from Jim as he felt his eyes drive out of his face in his bed. Jim turned as pale as a ghost as he sat in his bed and looked towards his closed door. He noticed his room was so empty, more than ever before. He breathed two fatal breaths and found himself calming down. He decided to get up for he knew it was only a horrible nightmare that had overcome him. The strange thing was that he had been having similar nightmares to this one every time his parents were away. He opened his hard wooden door and stumbled to his hard wooden table. He gathered some milk from his ice chest and got some oats out of the cupboard. He was glad that school was over and looked at the family clock. It was 9:30 and his parents weren’t due back for another three hours. Still something troubled Jim, he couldn’t get over the horrifying dream he had just overcome him. It felt so real to him and he knew not what to do. He decided to go see his dark skinned friend Paul, his parents ...