Chapter 97: Nightmares

Deborah refused to go back to her room that night. She was too scared and had to sleep in the large bed with her parents.

In the early hours of the morning, she started thrashing the bed. 'No, no I can't come with you. You are a wicked woman. You are not my aunt. My aunt can't be as scary as you. Go. No, don't touch me....'

Sharon and Bryan woke immediately and were shaking her awake.

'Dint touch me. You hands are filthy'.

'Deborah! Hon! Wake, you are dreaming'.

She opened her eyes and saw her parents. She was confused for a moment and then the words of her parents seemed to penetrate. 'Dream... nightmare'.

She hugged her mother. Then she went over to rest on her father's body.

'Dad, it was horrible. I thought it was actually happening'.

'It's okay, forget about it, it was just a foolish nightmare'.

'It might be a nightmare, dad but it was not foolish. Not at all'.

'Do you still remember the dream?' Sharon asked.

'I do and it scares me'.

'Well maybe if you spoke about it, it will not