Week of Feb 2nd.

[bacali]

Here you go......

Her heart was racing as she awakened from the dream.

[Outlast]

 
Her heart was racing as she awakened from the dream. She looked around her for the machete man and realized that she was safe in her bed. Still panting slightly from the incredible adrenaline rush of her nightmare she laid her head back on the pillow only to recoil in disgust at the sweaty residue of her nightmare. Now far too awake to go back to bed she got up and began to strip down the bedding. If she hurried she should just be able to wash them before she had to leave for work... but wait. This was Saturday. No need to rush then at all. Lazily she dropped her bedding in the laundry basket made herself a nice hot mug of coffee and watched the sun rise in the west... wait a minute. The sun doesn't rise in the west! Yet there it was... suddenly she heard a tapping on her sliding glass door. Like metal on glass... she froze the panic rising in her throat as she slowly willed herself to turn around to look him. She knew who it was as surely as she knew the sun always rises in the East. The machete man grinned as her and flashed his blade as the hot coffee mug slid out of her nerveless fingers and smashed onto the floor... She woke up screaming in a liquid filled chamber with tubes running out of her body leading... somewhere. A doctor appeared to ask her what the matter was; she screamed again... it was machete man.
 

[Snowbird]

Her heart was racing as she awakened from the dream.   It was the same dream she had multiple times before but something seemed different this time.  She was at a function where a big meal was being served.  She could see all the delicious food at a distance but things kept distracting her from being able to fill her plate.  By the time she was finally standing at the table there was nothing left but crumbs.  But this time, instead of waking up hungry, not only did she feel over stuffed, but she could also taste chocolate.  She reluctantly pulled herself up in bed.  What was all that on her sheet?  Why, it was crumbs, and lots of them.

[ponytail]

Her heart was racing as she awakened from the dream. She had been sitting at her desk in her old job, when the door had suddenly opened. There was her father, dead these 28 years, dressed in a suit and holding out his hand to her. She had leapt to her feet, so glad to see him, with a cry of, 'Dad'!... Sophie slowly sat up and readjusted the tubes going into her arm and thought to herself--maybe today was the day, maybe she would see her father soon. She was ready.

[bacali]

Well, the choice was not easy..but, I found myself laughing at one in particular....

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Snowbird....you are the winner of our contest this week !