What Awakens Me At Night.

A image of a ancient doll perched on my windowsill staring at me freakishly her black beady eyes enter my eyes. The dolls clothes are torn and dirty faint patches of crimson red blend in with the dolls dirty dress. A smile forms on the dolls face. A grin sends a shiver down my spine. A ghostly energy glows around the figure. I could smell the dirt from the aged dress. The blankets covered on my bed are my only protection and security. I can feel the sweat of my sacredness running down my arms. I suddenly see the doll pull out a kitchen knife from nowhere. The white moons reflection shone on the sharp metal knife. I could see her jump down from the wooden display table and then my heart rapidly started to beat out of my own skin. I could hear the faint "ti pity tap ti pity tap" sound of the doll walking closer to me. I could almost touch my heart from the intense beating. Swiftly she jumps on the edge of the bed and starts to lurk towards me. I try to kick her off my bed but my body doesn't even move. I close my eyes to tr to move. A swift sharp object enters my chest. I open my eyes to see bubbling blood pouring out of my chest. Suddenly I scream with terror. I wake up to my original spot. Tucked in my warm comfy bed.
"Wow" I thought to myself with confusement. What a dream.