Surprisingly, she slept very well the first nights. Until one night, she felt something touching her arm… it was cold and wet and… She opened her eyes just to see a pair of cold-dead eyes staring at her. She wanted to scream but she couldn’t, something restrained her.
For a moment, she didn’t realize what that… thing was doing. She was singing her a lullaby, it was supposed to be sweet but the voice didn’t help that much, it sounded like if she tried to sing after she scratched glass to her throat. That made Angelica even more scared.
She tried to move, speak... Nothing. She started panicking. She saw the ghost moving towards her, her voice was louder and louder. She got to the border of Angelica’s bed. She caressed her cheek, her touch was ideadly cold. Chills runned down her spine. She couldn’t get her eyes off the ghost.
She closed her eyes while the ghost got face to face with her and then… A sound as horrible as you can imagine came out of her lungs, leaving Angelica momentarily deaf.