The Morning Chaos

Nivritti was watching him walking towards her. No matter how hard she tried she could not move even an inch. Tears started streaming down her face. She wanted to shout, she wanted to scream but she lost her voice.

He was mere inches away from her. She wanted to again push him away, but her hands refused to move. His hands were getting closer to her face. He had a devilish smile on his face.

Inch by inch he kept moving forward, teasing her with his smile. She could not take the torture any longer and screamed loudly and threw her arms around.

The book on her nightstand fell with a loud thud and she woke up with a jolt, screaming her head off.

She jumped from her bed and realised she was nowhere near the wall. She was standing in the middle of the room.