Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-27861562-20160224223100

My body was leaking of sweat, I kept turning my bed sheets around finding cold spots to relieve the heat radiating from my legs. My hair was soaked, my pillow was soggy. I knew all this but I couldn't break out of dreamland. I would get out of bed and race to the window, feel the cold breeze hit my face and sigh with relief. Then pop back into bed and return to the scorching desert. A fever had taken me and boy was I feeling it. After the third night I gave up. I would just stare out of my bedroom window, watch an odd car pass my drive and the gentle sway of the trees. I had a cat, some nights he would jump up on the windowsill and watch the night roll by with me. I was grateful. I did not share my home with anyone else, so I liked the company. I continued this routine for the rest of the week. I would call in work sick due to my exhaustion but I made it to the weekend and same as always I stared out my window that Saturday night. My cat as always hopped up onto the sill. We started the amazing experience of watching cars go by. It was late, I was tired, really starting to feel the withdrawal symptoms from my lack of sleep. Suddenly a huge lorry came speeding down my street. It was deafening. I shouted out my window "What the fuck!" The lorry at that moment stopped instantly and the passenger door opened. A black figure dashed out and went to the back of the lorry. I couldn't see clearly. It was as if a smog of darkness had descended around my house. The figure opened the rear door and pulled a human body out. It was as if the body had been injected with Botox, it was as straight as rake. The figure planted the body on the top of my drive. It then sprinted back into the lorry and the monster of vehicle accelerated away. I was bewildered. The body just stood there looking straight ahead. It was a lady. She had long black hair that covered her face. She looked to be naked. I didn't know if she was alive. She was stationary, didn't move a muscle. I'm not going to lie I was terrified, I had no idea what to do. After just staring at her for what felt like hours I decided to take a closer look at her. I put on my slippers and nightgown and ran down stairs, I grabbed my keys and opened the door. She wasn't at the top of the drive anymore she was standing right in front of me. I was paralyzed with fear. Her skin looked like plastic, white like paper. She was naked but her figure was hard and it shined in the moonlight. She had the word "BaBa" shredded into her chest. She wasn't human. She was a mannequin. Suddenly she raised he head to the night sky and screamed BABA! BABA! BABA! At this point I slammed the door shut. Ran upstairs and dived underneath the sheets. I couldn't speak. I could only cry. My heart was pounding. What was that thing! The front door swung open. BABA! BABA! BABA! The stairs creaked. BABA! BABA! BABA! The floor boards groaned. BABA! BABA! BABA! The bedroom door slithered open. BABA! BABA! BABA! I began to feel hot, not just hot I mean sweltering hot. There was just silence. I knew she was there. I couldn't breathe. The heat was unbearable. I need to get air. I'm going to faint. My vision blurred. I had to take a chance. I stuck my nose out of the covers and began to breathe. I murmured something softly. So soft that I didn't know what I said. Then I began to scream BABA! BABA! BABA!  