Melina Brin
As my eyes adjusted to the darkness behind my closed eyelids, I could feel a groggy, foggy feeling come over me. I tried to remember what had happened before I drifted into this dream; but like memories from a forgotten past, it seemed impossible to grasp.
My mind was foggy, and the fear and panic that had been brewing in my heart were beginning to take over as I stirred, still asleep. It was like some kind of nightmare that would not seem to let me go.
I felt an invisible weight on my chest and it felt as though I were being crushed from all sides. It was like something or someone was trying to stop me from getting out of slumber and facing those who threatened my sanity.
As I became more and more engulfed in the darkness, my breathing shortened and my hands trembled as
