Tanya bolted upright, gasping for breath. She could almost
hear the echo of her scream. Sunlight streamed through the open curtains, but
she still felt like she was drowning in darkness. The smothering sensation
turned her ragged breaths into sobs.
As always happened, she couldn’t remember anything of the
dream. She only remembered a weight on her chest, something warm and thick over
her mouth and nose, and the sparks that came when she held her breath too long.
Thankfully, her roommate did not come barging in. Her
screams had woken him before and she had opened her eyes to find him shaking
her shoulders, his warm brown eyes wide with fear. She had tried to explain,
but how did she tell him it was just a nightmare?
There was a knock on the door.
“Tanya? Are you up? Can I come in?”
Tanya pushed matted hair back from her still sweat streaked
face. She would look awful, but he’d seen her as bad before.
“Yeah, I guess.”
Peter poked his head in, his long dark ponytail hanging over
his shoulder. “I have something for you,” he said. He fiddled at her window,
stepping away to reveal a dream catcher.
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