Time: 4:32 a.m.
Mom: [Scared yelling.] Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
I jump up out of bed and run to her.
Me: What's the matter?
Mom: He's gonna shoot me! HE'S GONNA SHOOT ME!
I look around the room. Was I missing something?
Me: Who?
Mom: [Points to the empty chair.] HIM!
Me: There's no one here. You're okay. It was just a bad dream.
And back to bed I went.
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