31 Days of Spoooktacular: Sweet Dreams Are Made of These

When I was younger, I used to have nightmares on occasion; terrible things that woke me up in the middle of the night, sweating and shaken. I once woke up to pitch black and I could have sworn that I heard someone whisper, "I'm going to kill you". There were a couple of uneasy moments … Continue reading 31 Days of Spoooktacular: Sweet Dreams Are Made of These