I woke up with a scream.
It echoed round the stone room, bouncing round the hall, bounding down the steps to the 2nd floor.
I sobbed in aghast, trembling in horror, gripping the duvet like a soft toy.
I heard some thuds up th stairs, and burst into tears, not daring to look at the window....incase it was cracked.
Mum through open the door, followed by Steve, both in pyjamas.
I cried out again shivering and terrified, to scared to even look at anything but my lap, incase it was there.
Mum ran over and cuddled me close.
"Its OK Kat. Mummy's here. Whats the matter sweetheart?......"
Her voice dwindled off.
"It must have been a silly bird that cracked that glass, and that must have provoked your nightmares." Mum said softly, mostly to Steve.
My swollen eyes widened, and I felt the fear that was knawing at my insides bubble out in overflow.
Shivering, trembling, I looked at the pane of glass.
There, almost directly where that thing was, was a large, crack.
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