Mum: What was the screaming about?
Me: W-what
Mum: Two screams came from your bedroom at four this morning.
Me: I-I was asleep at four D: I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT
Well how am I supposed to tell her that I found myself sitting upright at the foot of my bed with the covers pulled up to my nose totally bricking it because I'd dreamt about a spider the size of a dinner plate dangling from my bedroom ceiling and was now convinced it was making a cosy wee bed for itself on my pillow?

jesus christ nightmares at my age
ME? ARACHNOPHOBIC? WHATEVER GAVE YOU THAT IDEA?
