The Divorced Monster
By Teresa Smeigh June 2016
1999 was the year of my divorce. I rejoiced since I didn’t want to be married, but I was scared too. I had never lived alone. I wasn’t totally alone since my oldest daughter and I shared a duplex.
Time went past. My dreams of him weren’t often and usually dealt with where we were moving to. The theme rarely changed.
However, as time went on they started getting scarier and scarier. Then they got closer together.
Today I dream of him every night and in these dreams he is trying to kill me and he is a monster with fangs.
What I wouldn’t give to dream about yellow and purple worms or something like that.
Fangs dripping blood and saliva every single night. Help me!