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I wake in a cold sweat.
Breathing heavily, shaking from the nightmare.
I heard myself shouting: Get away!
I’m disorientated momentarily.
A big black dog was on my bed. I pushed it off and it growls as it leaves.
Up above the dreamcatcher hangs.
I hope it hasn’t caught this one.
Written for: https://katmyrman.com/2018/06/12/twittering-tales-88-12-june-2018/
Morpethroad 
But that is what it is meant to do Michael. Catch those nightmares. Perhaps he holds them too close. It reminds me that some people are not ready yet to give up their demons. But oh the freedom that awaits when we do. 😉
Ok I live in hope. I’m hoping it was a one off.
Good plan Michael! 😉
Maybe your dog dropped out of the dreamcatcher Michael, but you’ve banished him now.
I’m more than happy to have banished him Di..
Excellent take Michael 💜
Thanks willow
Sorry, I didn’t exactly get the last line. Why do you hope that the dreamcatcher didn’t capture this particular nightmare?
I’m hoping it hasn’t caught my nightmare and so I wont have it again.