Chapter 11 A Drama Queen

• (Sammy's POV)
• I thought my night would be in my favor or better yet at last get some shut eyes; however, that wasn't the case when I kept on waking up in the middle of the night due to a horrible nightmare. I was dreaming of my new life as a wife, and I was in the kitchen cooking with white flour all over me, including my face. I was dressed like an old lady from the 60s with a head wrap. Kids were crying like bees swarming around me, yelling mommy we want food. Mommy, I want this and that. I couldn't handle the pressure looking at all the little kids who were obviously my children and the sight of it scared me as I began feeling dizzy. My head was spinning and the bowl of something I had in my hands started slipping away as the yelling and screaming and crying repeated in my head. I was unable to take it anymore and felt as if I would explode any time soon and that.
• “Ahh!”a loud scream escaped my mouth as I woke up panting and catching my breath. I was disturbed as I scanned my surroundings, checking to see if the kids were there. My eyes were a little blurry from the dream which wasn't my reality because looking at myself and the room I was in, I exhaled in relief because I was in my room wearing a wine red satin nightdress which reached my mid-thigh. The room was clean and beautiful just like always and reaching my hands to my face, I felt it with my hands and there was no flour or wrinkles or anything; hence I quickly jumped out of bed and rushed to the dressing mirror and yes, I was okay.