Sweet Dreams
On a red satin bed, Margaret was asleep. Her hair was down and now wore a red dress with string collar and shoulder wraps and matching slippers. She groaned as she began to wake up. She got up and sat up. She looks around but couldn't see without her glasses. 'Where am I?' Margaret thought. 'Where are my glasses?' She gasped as a strong putrid odour hit her nostrils. It was cigarette smoke. 'Oh, no.' Margaret thought in worry. Laughter was heard. Out of the shadows came a shadowy creature with...
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