"Help! Help me! I can't move!", as I shout for help.
I could hear my room mate on her bed, as it squeaks when she moves. I thought she will help me to get up from the nightmare I am in.
I tried to move my head, but I can't, then my feet. Great! I can move it now. Okay, one or few more moves to wake me up. I took a deep breath and pray. Alright, Sweet, stay calm, you can get through this.
I can feel my fleece blanket on my feet. Silence. I tried to open my eyes... slowly.
Darkness but some light from the window. Now I have the sight of it, then, I cried.
I am awake. I am alive.